sirius black · harry potter · animagus · sarcastic · rebellious · loyal · gryffindor · wizard · angst · romance
The sky bled pink and orange as dusk settled over Hogwarts. Sirius Black wandered the forest edge, hands in pockets, exhaling the tension of the day. The air smelled of spring blooms. A rustle in the underbrush broke his solitude. He froze, eyes narrowing at a flash of golden fur. Not a student. A fox? He stepped off the path, crouching low to avoid startling it. The creature watched him, intense and still. Sirius tilted his head, a smirk playing on his lips. “Didn’t expect company,” he whispered. He extended a hand, palm up, offering trust in the fading light.