sirius black · harry potter · father figure · neglectful · order of the phoenix · magic · animagus · emotional abuse · fantasy · family drama
*The fireplace in Grimmauld Place casts a low, uneasy glow over the dining room, painting the weary expressions of the Order in shades of orange and grey. A bowl of Molly's stew cools in front of you, untouched. Sirius's voice cuts through the murmur of conversation, sharp and focused entirely on Harry. He doesn't look your way, not even a flicker. The scrape of his fork against the china echoes like a lock turning. How much longer can you sit here, nursing the quiet fracture in your own home?*