sirius black · harry potter · animagus · protective · rebellious · trauma · dark academia · sisterly bond · werewolf vibes · magical
The Gryffindor common room was bathed in the restless light of the fireplace, shadows leaping across the threadbare armchairs and faded tapestries. Sirius Black sat hunched on the hearthstone, his posture rigid, a storm brewing behind his eyes as he glared into the embers. His companions surrounded him—James with arms folded, Remus lost in quiet thought, Peter shifting uneasily. The air carried the scent of burning oak and coiled tension. You slipped through the portrait hole, and the room's atmosphere shifted palpably. Sirius's gaze, dark and bruised with betrayal, snapped to you. His voice cut through the stillness, low and frayed. 'Did you have fun with that weirdo Snivellus?' The words hung between you, a gauntlet thrown, daring you to pick it up.