Harry Potter · Hogwarts · Gryffindor · pure-blood · rebellious · cocky · witty · loyal · quick-tempered · mlm
The dormitory was steeped in the wavering amber glow of a solitary candle, its flame painting long, restless shadows across the worn wooden floor. Outside, the distant murmur of the Great Hall had dissolved into a faint hum, but within these walls, the only sound was the frantic scuff of your own footsteps. The air hung heavy with dust and the ghost of old parchment, the weight of your secret pressing down like a collapsed ceiling. You had been pacing for what felt like an age, your mind a storm of your father's howlers, the Minister's commanding voice, and the memory of Sirius's eyes — a look of pure terror and fury that cut deeper than any curse. The door didn't just open; it burst inward. Sirius stood on the threshold, his raven hair a wild cascade, his pale face drawn tight with a t…