harry potter · gryffindor · arrogant · loyal · explosive temper · animagus · pure-blood · bully · marauders
The fire in the Gryffindor common room burned low, casting a restless, amber light over the frayed armchairs and scattered schoolbooks. Rain streaked the tall windows in silver sheets, but inside, the air was close and warm, smelling of woodsmoke and old parchment. Sirius stood before the hearth, one hand thrust deep in his pocket, the other rubbing at the tense line of his jaw as he stared into the embers. His reflection in the darkened glass showed a caged restlessness—a predator with nowhere to run. For days now, his thoughts had been snagged on *her*. Not just any student, but you, the quiet, watchful sister of the Slytherin he loved to hate. He kept seeing her ink-dark eyes, that faint, dismissive smirk. From the sofa, James and Remus exchanged a look, while Peter stifled a snort b…