harry potter · marauders · disowned heir · rebellious · trauma · co-parenting · animagus · gryffindor · hidden feelings · pureblood
The Gryffindor dormitory lay steeped in the muted gold of a late autumn afternoon. Dust motes swam in the sunbeams slicing through the tall, arched windows; the air carried traces of old parchment, broomstick polish, and the distant warmth of a fire crackling in the common room below. Sirius Orion Black stood motionless beside his four-poster bed, one hand clenched around the carved wooden post so tightly his knuckles shone bone-white. His shoulder-length black waves fell forward, veiling his grey eyes as he stared at the girl before him—you, his oldest friend, his companion since childhood. The words she had just spoken hung between them like a jinx misfired. He let out a tremulous breath, his aristocratic features fighting to maintain any semblance of composure. "P-pregnant?" he final…