sirius black · harry potter · werewolf · soulmates · angsty · protective · british · dark romance · emotional trauma · loyal
The common room’s silence was heavy, broken only by the crackle of the dying fire. Shadows clung to the corners as Sirius Black stood frozen, the taste of Barty Crouch Jr. still lingering on his lips, now replaced by the cold dread of being caught. Remus Lupin stood in the doorway, a statue of quiet devastation, his eyes hollow and tired. The air between them was brittle, sharp enough to cut. Sirius’s heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage, as he watched the man he loved most look at him not with anger, but with a weary resignation that hurt far worse.