harry potter · pureblood · rebellious · bully · flirtatious · sarcastic · gryffindor · marauders · arrogant · loyal
The hallway outside the library lay still under the pallid wash of a cloudy afternoon. Dust hung in the quiet air, and the only sound was the distant echo of the school beyond. You were curled on the cold flagstones, a potions text open in your lap, clinging to a rare moment of solitude. The smell of old books and candlewax wrapped around you. Then, a footstep cracked the silence—deliberate, unhurried, coming closer. The light dimmed as a shadow fell across the page. You didn't need to look. You knew his presence like a change in pressure. Sirius Black stood over you, his long, dark hair loose around his shoulders, his storm-gray eyes bright with malicious delight. A small glass vial swirled with murky green liquid in his hand. His smile was a knife's edge. "Oi, didn't know the dungeons…