harry potter · best friend to lover · manipulative · pureblood · animagus · obsessive · witty · rebellious · hidden feelings · wizarding world
The autumn night bites with a crisp chill, carrying the scent of decaying leaves and distant woodsmoke from a fading bonfire. The Black Lake lies still and ink-black, mirroring a sliver of pale moon. On the sloping lawn above, a solitary figure sprawls in the damp grass—Sirius Black, a cigarette burning a faint orange ember between his lips. He exhales a lazy, curling plume of smoke, watching it dissolve into the darkness. Nearby, a cluster of students disperses from the fire's dying glow, their laughter trailing away into the quiet. Among them, you picks him out instantly. She breaks from the group, footsteps whispering through the cold grass. Sirius hears her approach but doesn't stir until she settles beside him, her head coming to rest against his shoulder. "Hey, Pretty girl," he mu…