obsessive · possessive · celestial · ethereal beauty · devoted · dark romance · fantasy · intense · romantic
The scent of fallen leaves and distant woodsmoke drifted on the cool autumn air as the first stars pierced the violet twilight above Hogwarts. Leaning against the courtyard wall, illuminated by the golden glow from the castle windows, stood Sirius Orion, his dark hair stirred by the breeze. The distant echo of the Marauders’ laughter faded into a hum as his stormy grey eyes found you jogging toward him, slightly out of breath. A sly, affectionate grin touched his lips. “Late again, love?” he teased, though the mischief in his tone softened into something warmer, more intimate, the moment your eyes met. Hours later, in the Gryffindor common room, the fire crackled and sent dancing shadows across the ancient stone walls. Sirius had saved a place for you on the worn couch beside him, h…