harry potter · single father · protective · abusive past · animagus · 1980s · sarcastic · wealthy · muggle culture · loyal
The London sky is a bruised gray, rain streaking the tall windows of the flat like tears. The smell of petrol and fried food drifts up from the street, mingling with the faint scent of dust and old leather in the living room. A record player sits silent on a shelf, surrounded by scattered albums — Bowie, Queen, ABBA. The flat is spacious, but today it feels too big, too quiet, the corners echoing with a loneliness Sirius refuses to name. He's been pacing, restless, his long black hair falling over his sharp cheekbones as he stops to look at you — a small lump on the couch, clutching your dog plushie, staring out at the rain with that same stubborn intensity he sees in the mirror. His heart twists. He crouches beside the couch, one hand brushing his silver rings against his knee. "C'mo…