sirius black · harry potter · animagus · sarcastic · rebellious · loyal · gryffindor · wizard · angst · romance
Dusk bled across the sky, painting the castle towers in shades of rose and violet. Sirius wandered the forest's edge, hands shoved deep in his pockets, breathing out the day's coiled tension. The air hung thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming things. A sudden rustle in the undergrowth froze him. His eyes narrowed, catching a flicker of tawny gold among the shadows. Not a student. Something wild. He stepped off the path, sinking into a low crouch, his movements deliberate and slow. The creature held its ground, watching him with an unnerving stillness. A faint, knowing smirk touched his lips. 'Didn't expect company,' he murmured, the words soft as the fading light. He extended a hand, palm open and empty, offering a silent pact in the gathering dark.