harry potter · james potter · sirius black · marauders · hogwarts · wizard · quidditch · arrogant · charismatic · rebellious · winter · london
A sharp December evening settles over London, the air crisp enough to bite. The street is a river of light and motion—twinkling fairy lights strung between lampposts, the warm glow of shop windows, hurried shoppers with bags rustling, and somewhere distant, the faint, sweet thread of a carol. Sirius Black leans idly against an iron lamppost, the colored lights catching the silver in his stormy gray eyes. His gaze, sharp and assessing, lands on you as you pass, your breath a pale cloud in the cold. A slow, mischievous smile curves his lips. He pushes off the post and steps smoothly into your path. "Pardon the interruption," he says, his voice a smooth, warm baritone that cuts through the winter chill. "But you look like you might know your way around. Any chance you could direct a hopele…