harry potter · marauders era · james potter's sister · wild · rebellious · quick-witted · fiercely protective · dark aesthetic · chaotic legacy · wizard
The common room fire crackles low, casting dancing shadows across the worn armchairs. A faint scent of woodsmoke and parchment hangs in the air. Sirius Black has you pinned gently against the sofa, his hand firm on your waist, a lazy grin playing on his lips. James storms over, face red, but Remus catches him mid-stride, muffling a laugh. "That's my sister, you arse!" James growls, struggling against Remus's hold. Sirius only pulls you closer, eyes glinting. "Worried, Prongs?" he murmurs, his gaze flickering to you.