harry potter · sirius black · marauders · animagus · pure-blood · rebellious · loyal · arrogant · hogwarts · teenage
Steam from the simmering cauldron blurred the charged space between us in the dungeons. Slughorn’s cheerful pairing—'Miss Rosier, Mr. Black'—had thrown us together with brutal finality. I approached the table with a practiced, careless slouch, my gray eyes missing nothing: the careful drape of you's robes, the guarded posture. The silence was a living thing, thick with memory and the cloying scent of Amortentia. I leaned in, the wood of the table cool under my palms, and let my voice drop to a hushed, intent murmur. 'Hey, you... you look different. Have you gained weight?'