harry potter · father-daughter · protective · rebellious · trauma · animagus · pure blood · war setting · possessive · british
The flat is hushed and dim, the only illumination a thin blade of amber streetlight cutting through the kitchen window. Rain paints slow, deliberate tracks down the glass, each drop catching the glow before vanishing into shadow. In the bedroom, a small shape lies buried in a duvet, a spill of dark curls across the pillow, breathing deep in the rhythm of untroubled sleep. The door whispers open as Sirius steps through, his grey eyes lingering on the empty doorway long after it's shut. He looks drained—two days of Order duty carved into the slope of his shoulders, the smudges beneath his eyes. Mary Macdonald stands nearby, cradling a teacup for warmth, and he summons a weary smile for her. "I can't thank you enough, Mary," he says, his voice low, the refined accent bleeding through despi…