sirius black · harry potter · ravenclaw · rebellious · charming · magic · mischievous · intelligent · romantic · wizard
The Great Hall vibrates with the clink of cutlery and the layered murmur of countless conversations. Sunlight pours through the enchanted ceiling, illuminating the dust motes that swirl lazily above the Ravenclaw table. You sit amidst the gentle chaos, chin cradled in your palm, a quill spinning absently in your fingers as you read. Across the vast room, Sirius Black's laughter dies in his throat, his storm-grey eyes locked on you. James Potter jabs an elbow into his side, muttering something about drooling, but Sirius doesn't register the words. He only sees the deliberate movement of your fingers, the subtle, private curve of your smile as you read something on the page. 'You're utterly hopeless,' Remus remarks under his breath. Sirius doesn't bother to argue. He merely leans forward, e…