sirius

where;; Order Headquarters who;; @siriusxorion​​

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐭. Afterwards the witch had found herself sitting by a window, staring out into the evening. There was enjoyment there, certainly, over the idea of being hidden from view yet in plain sight to a degree. Too many thoughts were rushing around her head; too many to count. If it wouldn’t have been for the feeling of eyes on her, Emmeline would have stayed like that for hours, sipping her soon to be cold tea.

“Didn’t think anyone else was still around.” Emmeline turned towards the person that had taken over presence in the room; had drawn in her attention. “How come you’re still around, Sirius? Nothing fun planned?” 

He was in no rush to go home - he usually wasn’t, but tonight he felt particularly against it. What was waiting for him there, anyway? A dark room, and a ceiling fan that squeaked just a little too much to be comforting? He might as well stay here. But it did get difficult when most people tended to feel the opposite and seemed to clear out as soon as they were given the opportunity, and soon enough he found himself staring at the only person left in the room. He hadn’t mean to stare, had been looking just in her general direction to tell the truth, but Emmeline caught him all the same. It was just as well, he enjoyed her company.

“Aw, you know me.” Sirius smirked easily, waving away her comment with a light hearted wave. “I try to plan as little as possible. Unfortunately tonight, no one else did, either.” He chuckled softly, shrugging good naturedly as he stood up and stretched, moving to a spot closer to her. “Didn’t mean to disturb you.”

She was much less startled by the sound of his voice- or his bark- than she should have been. It had always been very clear that dating James meant that Sirius came with. A package deal. “Has anyone ever taught you how to knock?” She didn’t look up from the dishes she was drying (the perfect example of a chore that could be done in two seconds with magic, but she found it therapeutic to do herself). “I’d install a doggy door for you if I didn’t think it would send the wrong message.”

Where: Tonks’ Flat Who: Sirius Black @siriusxorion​

Andromeda had meant it when she told Sirius that she was going to have him over for dinner when she saw him at the Harvest festival. She worried about him often even though she knew that he could handle himself and that he was more then capable of taking care of himself. Hell, he had left the family before he had left Hogwarts. She appreciated his courage. Courage that she hadn’t had until she had had no other choice but to walk away from the family. But regardless, she was glad that she had him in her life, and in Dora’s life. Andromeda often felt guilty that Dora didn’t have a large family like Andromeda had had, but then she remembered how most of those people in her family wanted nothing to do with them simply because of her husbands blood status.

They were not people that she wanted around her daughter. Andromeda smiled when she heard the knock at the door from her spot in the kitchen, but before she could go get it, Dora was running to the door. “Uncle Sirius!” She exclaimed when she pulled the door open, a big smile on her face. “Mum! Uncle Sirius is here!” Dora shouted. Andromeda laughed and shook her head, coming into the living room. “Hey,” she greeted her cousin with a hug. “I’m so glad that you could come. Ted had to stay late at work so it’ll just be the three of us,” she told him.

He felt himself relax as soon as he got there - simply standing on their doorstep had his shoulders losing their tension, his easy smile becoming somehow, impossibly, even easier. With a knock, he waited, listening closely, wishing he could have the ears of the big black dog, but his current spot was just a little too conspicuous. Still, even with his human ears, he could hear the soft patter of very small feet barreling toward the door and he laughed, his arms open before the door was even open. “Come here, you.” He exclaimed, scooping her up in his arms and swishing her up and over his shoulder, a cascade of giggles ensuing as he kicked the door closed behind him. He used his free hand to return Andromeda’s hug, squeezing her shoulders slightly. 

“Aw, that’s no problem.” He shrugged, earning another giggle from his little niece that was flung over it. Sirius held up a finger, turned and dropped Dora onto the couch with a flourish, before sitting beside her and returning (or trying to) his attention to her mom. “As much as I love Teddy boy, it’s nice to just spend a night with my favorite girls.” He reached out to ruffle Dora’s hair, although she seemed taken with one of the buttons on his jacket. “Can I help? I’m no good in the kitchen but you’ve always been a good teacher.”

The overcast grey sky that had seemed to hover over the Ministry the past week had been enough to get him in a mundane routine while at work. He loved his life now, having Lily to see every night. Talking to his best mates every chance he could, aside from the tense chill in the air from their world darkening around them James personally hadn’t been happier.

Which was why he was suddenly relieved when the sun had broke through the sky as he finished up his cases, well at least found a spot to stop and tucked information that the Order would find valuable in his briefcase before he walked out only to have a smile brighten his entire soul seeing hearing his best friend’s call him out of the crowd. “You right bastard.” He teased as he whistled looking over at him. “That vibe fucking fits you.” He calls out, while whistling as he walks over towards him arms ready to embrace him.  https://img.nickpic.host/6nZSXP.jpg

“Aw, you’re just jealous.” Sirius laughed as he let go of his best friend - knowing James would have the exact reaction he’d been craving. Others may tell him it was reckless, stupid - too conspicuous for someone like him. But that’s exactly why he’d had to have it, and he didn’t need anyone raining on his parade. Not today, anyway. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you take her for a spin, too.” He winked, pushing his sunglasses up to the top of his head so he could properly look at his mate. It’s not like he really needed them, anyway. Even on a day not as overcast as this one, his eyes were dark enough that not much bothered him - but he wanted to look cool.

Scoffing, he rolled his eyes. “Of course it does. What vibe doesn’t fit me? You insult me, Jamie.” He tutted, pretending to be hurt - but if anyone knew how hard it was to actually bruise Sirius’ ego, it was James Potter. “So, you like it, then?” He asked, jokes aside for the moment as he turned to survey the new motorcycle for about the hundredth time that morning. He loved it. “The guy tried to sell me on red but…. clearly he didn’t know who I was.” He grinned cheekily.

Alice was spending most of her spare time at home lately. She had always been a home body, but now that Frank was struggling more, she wanted to be at home more than ever. She just wanted to make sure he was okay. He was the most important person in her life, and so she needed to make sure he was okay. So that was why she’d been actually in when Sirius’ firecall had come. Sirius was one of her favourite cousins, and he wasn’t even her actual cousin. But he’d always been like a brother to her, so she was excited to see him.

“You seem so excited to see me.” Alice teased, from her spot where she’d been curled up on the couch. “You could pretend to put a smile on your face.” She added, a little smirk on her face. “Hi Siri.” 

Rolling his eyes, Sirius let a half hearted grin cover his features as he tilted his head sideways to meet her gaze. It was hard to be in a bad mood around Alice. Not impossible, but a challenge. And he was always up for a challenge, wasn’t he? He let the expression slide off his lips as quick as it had appeared, shrugging at her. “Never was one for make believe. That was more Regulus’ thing, the little brat.” He scoffed, scowling slightly. He seemed to only mention his brother when he was in a mood anymore - after all, why ruin a good mood? “It’s not you, it’s…” He sighed in frustration, not exactly sure what it was that had put him in such a lovely mood. “I don’t know.” He finished lamely, sounding like a petulant child. Truth was, he’d come to Alice because he knew even in a foul mood he’d still be just as welcome, and she’d just let him be. Being Sirius Black, life of the party and good time boy had it’s ups for sure - but no one seemed to want to let him be when he was any less than that. And right now, he just needed to pout. “Do you have any chocolate?” He asked suddenly, perking up somewhat. “Remus ate all mine.” He complained.

She had barely arrived, her hood still up and yet someone was already talking to her, she at first thought it was one of the friends she was supposed to meet, but soon enough she realised it wasn’t any of them. “Well I now have to deal with the knowledge that I look like one of your friends” she said trying to sound casual, it had been a little while since she talked to Sirius properly and even before that things had become…complicated..”Yes,” she said taking the chocolate “You know the mini marshmallows do make a difference.”

Sirius couldn’t help the chuckle that fell from him, and he relaxed slightly. He still wasn’t all that sure what to think when it came to Alexia - she hadn’t done anything wrong, per se, but he was suspicious. Still, sometimes, he had to admit he missed her friendship. “You should be so lucky - we’re an exceptionally good looking group.” He teased, although even to his own ears it didn’t sound as comfortable and light hearted as it should. Still, he tried not to let that get to him. Sirius thought about explaining the whole hood confusion, but decided to let it slide past them as he handed her the drink. “Oh, don’t you start, too.” He huffed, rolling his eyes - the usual Sirius coming out a bit more in his annoyance. “The mini ones do not taste as good as the regular ones and I stand by that.”

Where: Leaky Cauldron

Who: Emma and Sirius (   @siriusxorion​   )

Emma didn’t often spend too much time in the Leaky Cauldron. She didn’t drink all that much, and so wasn’t too interested in spending her spare time in the pub. That was when she’d gotten spare time that was. Her training schedule was gruelling and didn’t leave loads of time for socialising. But her team mates had managed to convince her to come out after training, and so that was how she had ended up in the Leaky. She supposed she would admit that it was a good time for now. 

She was just heading up to the  bar when she spotted a familiar face, and the brunette wiggled through the little crowd, and snuck into the space beside Sirius. “Hey stranger.” She teased, nudging his hip with hers. “Hi.”

It wasn’t unusual that Sirius found himself at the Leaky, and even less unusual that he lost his friends once he arrived. Not that it bothered him all that much, Sirius Black could make friends with just about anybody - even if he couldn’t remember their name the next day. That was how he found himself currently; surrounded by strangers that he had been chatting up for the better part of half an hour now. When a familiar voice sounded next to him, he had a grin on his face before he even turned to greet her. “Hey, you.” His voice was low and sweet, the greeting only for her as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “This is quite the surprise - you’re letting me buy you a drink, right?”

Status ✧ Open Location ✧ Quality Quidditch Supplies

Marlene stared longingly up at the new Nimbus broomstick mounted in the centre of Quality Quidditch Supplies and sighed audibly as she grazed her fingers along the handle. She had been a beater for the Gryffindor quidditch team and there was a moment when quidditch had almost been her entire life, but since leaving Hogwarts and subsequently joining a war, Marlene didn’t exactly have the time to play the sport she loved and she certainly couldn’t justify spending money on a broom this impressive when all it would end up doing is gathering dust. Sighing for a second time, she spoke to the person beside her. “It’s stunning, right? You thinking about getting one?”

He really had no need for any Quidditch supplies, quality or not. But that didn’t stop him from looking - or buying, on occasion. He hadn’t spent very long on the house team before he got himself kicked off of it, and Sirius was not a natural flyer. But he loved it. Just like there was something freeing about becoming the shaggy black dog, there was something freeing about feeling your feet leave the ground beneath them. He found a familiar face and stopped next to her, not sure if Marlene even realized who it was that had joined her. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe.” He answered with a casual shrug of his shoulders. “If I do, would you want to ride my broomstick, Marlene?” He asked with a wry smile, turning to raise an eyebrow at her suggestively.