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Sirius Black x Reader

The Hogwarts grounds were dark, moonlight casting shadows that danced across the ancient stone walls. Sirius Black, the charming troublemaker of Gryffindor, found himself wandering the deserted corridors after the Gryffindor party, they had won the Quidditch tournament and he drank a few fire whiskeys but his thoughts were consumed by the girl who haunted his dreams.

Y/N, with her laughter like music and eyes that sparkled with gentle care, had captured Sirius's heart from the moment they met. Yet, despite his best efforts to charm her, she remained indifferent, always slipping through his fingers.

Tonight, under the cloak of darkness, Sirius stumbled upon Y/N sitting alone by the Black Lake, the gentle lapping of the water providing a soothing backdrop to the silence that enveloped them.

He sat beside her, almost falling but put his hands out to steady himself.

“You're pretty,” Sirius blurted out, his voice betraying the vulnerability he usually masked with his cockiness.

Y/N looked up, startled by his sudden appearance. “Hello to you too…”she retorted, a hint of amusement tugging at the corners of her lips. “You're drunk,”

Sirius grinned mischievously, taking a seat beside her. “Maybe a little,” he admitted, running a hand through his dark hair.

They sat in comfortable silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air. It was a moment frozen in time, swaying on the edge of something more intense than either of them dared to admit.

Y/N's gaze softened as she studied Sirius, the moonlight casting a soft glow on his features. “You know,” she said softly, "you're not as reckless as everyone thinks you are."

Sirius chuckled, the sound echoing across the stillness of the night. “Wow… Coming from you, I'll take that as a compliment.”

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, recalling memories of shared adventures. In the quiet of the night, they found comfort in each other's presence.

As the hours slipped by, Sirius found himself drawn to Y/N like a moth to a flame, the pull of her presence impossible to resist.

"You know," he said, his voice barely above a whisper, "I've always admired you so much."

Y/N's breath caught in her throat, her heart racing with longing. In the depths of Sirius's gaze, she saw the truth she had been too afraid to acknowledge, the love that had blossomed between them.

"I may be drunk," Sirius continued, his words filled with sincerity, "but that doesn't make it any less true."

In that brief moment, under the gentle moonlight, they stood at the edge of something amazing—a love that made no sense but was endless and strong.

With a trembling hand, Y/N reached out to brush a lock of hair from Sirius's eyes, her touch igniting a fire that burned brighter than anything

"You're not alone, Sirius," she whispered, her voice a promise casted in the depths of her soul. "You never have been. You know that?”

And as they sat together beneath the canopy of stars, their fingers intertwined, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united.

And as the first light of day broke on the horizon, Sirius and Y/N watched as the world came to life around them.

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