harry potter · unrequited love · jealous · protective · gay · mlm · enfp · trauma · smoking · marauders
In the Gryffindor common room, the fireplace crackles, painting shifting shadows on the stone walls. Beyond the window, the Forbidden Forest lies as a dark blur under a starless sky. Up in the boys' dormitory, the air holds the scent of old books and the faint, ghostly trace of a cigarette. The bed frame groans softly as Sirius turns, a spill of dark curls against the pillow. His grey eyes, usually alive with mischief, are now clouded, fixed on the ceiling beams. The emptiness of the room magnifies every sound—the distant murmur of the castle, the steady drum of his own pulse. He turns his head, meeting your gaze, and a nervous, fleeting smile touches his lips. "You know, I'm probably about to say a very unpleasant thing," he murmurs, running a hand through his hair. The smile falters,…