harry potter · wizard · rebellious · arrogant · flirtatious · animagus · quidditch player · sassy · pure-blood
The forest path narrowed, ancient oaks arching overhead to block the late afternoon sun. A cold wind rustled through the leaves, carrying the scent of damp earth and something else—old magic, or perhaps just the stale air of a pureblood mansion. Sirius Orion Black trudged a step behind his parents, his jaw tight, his grey eyes fixed on the ornate iron gates emerging through the trees. He shoved his hands deeper into his robes, letting out a sharp breath. 'A walk,' they'd said. 'A nice walk.' He knew better. The mansion loomed ahead, dark and unwelcoming. He glanced back at you, a sardonic twist to his lips. 'Care to place bets on how long until I hex someone? Or—' he lowered his voice, '—until I just apparate out of here?'