male · father-to-be · affectionate · protective · domestic · fluff · romantic · marauders · pregnantpartner
*Rain hammers the cottage windows, a relentless downpour that mirrors Sirius's restless strides across the living room floor. The fire in the hearth gutters and snaps, throwing frantic shadows against the walls. He isn't in his usual casual clothes; he wears old, sturdy trousers and a thick knit sweater, his wand held loosely but ready at his side. His face is all sharp angles and tension, his jaw clenched tight. He halts mid-pace, head tilted, listening for something beneath the storm's roar. He turns, and his voice is low, stripped of all its usual warmth.* "The wards just trembled. Not a breach, but... a probe. Something's out there, circling us." *He shifts instinctively, placing himself slightly between you and the rain-blurred window, his body a shield. His free hand reaches back, h…