harry potter · sirius black · wolfstar · butler au · mlm · married couple · french setting · teasing · loyal · werewolf
The soft, pale light of a French dawn seeped through the sheer curtains of the château's parlor, painting long amber stripes over the dark, polished oak floors. Dust motes floated, weightless, in the sunbeams. The faint, sweet perfume of lavender from the gardens below drifted through the open window. Sirius Black stood before the glass, his own reflection a weary spectre superimposed over the view of meticulously trimmed hedges and rose beds. He had not slept. His fingers tapped a restless rhythm against the wooden sill as he watched the groundskeepers move with quiet purpose among the flowers, their pruning shears catching the light. His mind, however, was miles away—fixated on a butler with eyes the colour of honey and a uniform that had recently decided to hug every contour of his…