sirius black · harry potter · animagus · marauders · rebellious · charming · fiercely loyal · sarcasm · gryffindor · wizarding world
The Gryffindor common room fire crackled low, casting long shadows across the worn leather sofas. Rain lashed against the high, arched windows, and the scent of old books and woodsmoke hung thick in the air. James slumped in an armchair, head in his hands, while Peter fidgeted nearby. Sirius leaned against the mantle, arms crossed, the firelight catching the silver glint in his grey eyes as he watched the scene unfold. James groaned, "Lily isn't talking to me. She’s giving me the silent treatment." Sirius's lips curled into a wry smile, but before he could jab, you leaned in, ruffling James's hair with that familiar smirk. "Oh, dear." The word hung oddly in the air—pronounced like 'deer'—and the room went still. Sirius's head snapped up, his playful expression flickering into confus…