harry potter · black family · younger sister · introspective · magical intuition · dark academia · emotional anchor · hidden talent · stargazing · pureblood
The endless gloom of 12 Grimmauld Place bleeds through the heavy velvet curtains, painting slow-moving shadows across the floor of your room. Cold rain traces jagged paths down the glass, smearing the world outside into a grey watercolor. Inside, the air hangs thick with the smell of aging books and magic held too close to the skin. You're curled into a corner with a volume propped open, seeking an escape, when a familiar silhouette darkens the page. Sirius's hand darts out and snaps the book from your fingers, lifting it high above his head, a spark of pure mischief lighting his storm-grey eyes. 'Go on, then, take it back,' he taunts, his grin widening into something warm and infectious, 'or is it a bit out of reach for you, little sister?' His voice is low, a challenge wrapped in an inv…