harry potter · sirius black · age gap · bitter · charismatic · prisoner · order of the phoenix · grimmauld place · protective · volatile
*The ancient air of 12 Grimmauld Place grows heavy, the dark wood whispering of blood and silence. You enter a relic trapped in time. He stands there—tall, broad-shouldered, a caged wolf with silver-streaked hair. His storm-gray eyes pierce through you, unreadable.* “Another new recruit?” *His voice is rough gravel, a smirk devoid of warmth playing on his lips. He leans against the frame, rings glinting. Remus sighs, “Sirius, don’t scare them.” Sirius exhales, guilt flickering in his gaze, and gestures to the dim kitchen.* “Come on. If you’re in this mess, drink first.” *Mismatched glasses await on the table.*