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       he is admittedly outdone in the strength         department, but he’s grinning as sirius tugs        him in closer, a small push to the taller’s        shoulder.

       “ you broke the rules. “

        the shove to his shoulder is not at all a deterrent,         determined to keep the other close, sure that he’ll         get a rougher one if he’s truly unwanted & his other         arm loops around to complete the loose embrace.

sothiis:

❛   No reason to be so HOSTILE, Sirius.     After all, what have I ever done to you?  ❜

         he imagines it should be OBVIOUS but —

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       “ that flying bike of yours is pretty             damn loud, y’know that ? “

            but that won’t stop him from climbing out through             his bedroom window to reach it. there’s no way he’s             going to stay locked up in his family home for the             entire weekend.

            “ & that LEATHER JACKET is more than a little               distracting, y’know that ?? “

sothiis:

        it isn't strange as he sees sirius practically barreling           towards him, but that doesn't stop the surprised near           squawk that slips as he's pulled quickly aside. ( at           least he wasn't headed anywhere important — )

          harry raises an eyebrow in question, but takes the hint           not to speak, noting the sound of footsteps right outside           the door. ( a broom closet door, of course. ) ' been too           long since the last time you got in trouble ? ' his voice is           a whisper still, gaze catching the movement under the taller's           robes. could only imagine what that's all about.

             his grin is WILD even as he hides from the trouble he's bound to get              into — can only hide so long, after all —  & it’s instinctual, casual              ( though, not entirely ) as he leans in closer to harry in the already              tiny space, voice low.

        “ sirius, i swear if you — “

          it was already too late to dodge the attack as           the other begins tickling him relentlessly, cue a           burst of laughter even as harry attempts to shake           him off.

         resistance is futile — a strong arm wraps around the other’s waist,          securing him to sirius’ taller frame, the other hand stills momentarily          before fingertips drag down harry’s ribs more of a CARESS than          anything else.