i'm a lonely boy

sirius black, twenty three years old. order of the phoenix. no soulmate and no need for one.

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Take Five | Sirius + ?

Sirius had stayed quiet for a few days. it wouldn't have been his first choice of plan but he had no wish to be accosted in the street by someone who had been present at that Malfoy dinner. He didn't know how much Emmeline or Mary had told their hosts and a few days hanging around his apartment seemed a small price to pay for not being attacked or something equally ridiculous, like being arrested. Still, confinement wasn't easy for Sirius and it was with a gleeful kind of joy that he returned to the real world. Icecream from Diagon Alley seemed a childish first stop but who was going to stop him?

Two chocolate scoops later and he was standing outside Fortescue's place. It may have seemed like he was totally engrossed in his treat but Sirius knew he couldn't afford to let his guard down especially now, and even here.

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✓: For a confession from my character to yours

Sorry for dragging you into that plan the other week. It was stupid and I should've gone by myself. Not that I think you can't take care of yourself, Moony! I'll have a better plan next time, I promise.

-Sirius

(hastily scribbled) p.s. don't tell james i said that

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✍: a letter that gets sent

Prongs, mate. While you're out with Pete, tell him he's a shit and he owes me five galleons. -Sirius

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✉: a letter that does not get sent

Did you know you were giving her up? What the fuck are you playing at

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Letter Meme

✍: a letter that gets sent

✉ For a letter that does not get sent

✈: For a goodbye letter from my character to yours

☁: For a drunk text/ letter from my character to yours

 ☑: For an invitation from my character to yours

 ✿: For a love letter from my character to yours

 ✓: For a confession from my character to yours

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I think I found some things of yours.

“What the fuck is this?”

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So Good at Being in Trouble | Sirius + James

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Sirius had a point - Emmeline was living and breathing and Peter was dead. But killing her wouldn’t change anything. Wouldn’t bring him back and certainly wouldn’t help their case. Even if James had the urge to do exactly what Sirius had said when he’d seen Emmeline with young Draco Malfoy, he knew it wouldn’t help anything.

“I get it, alright?” He said, his voice loud and exasperated after the night he had. “I get that you’re pissed off - I am, too! But did you really think breaking into the Malfoy Malfoy, of all places, was going to help anything?”

He ran a hand through his hair and paced a couple of steps before moving back to his spot in front of Sirius. “And why the fuck did you choose a Death Eater party? Are you mad?”

But James already knew Sirius was mad - had seen it several times, in fact. And they were friends in spite of it. James loved his friend, but that didn’t mean he loved everything about him.

“I thought I’d have to drag you home in a body bag, Padfoot!” It was true. James had been worried about Sirius and Remus’ safety and maybe that was the whole reason he was really angry about this whole thing. His voice threatened to break, but James forced himself to stay strong. Sirius needed to hear it if he was going to come out of this whole war alive.

But then James remembered something and looked around. He hadn’t only been worried about Sirius. “Wait - where’s Remus? Did…”

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"They were all busy, weren't they?" Sirius countered. That had been the point of the plan. There would never be a better time to get at Emmeline, not while she was in the Malfoy manor. Regulus might have realised the misake he'd make in letting slip her place of safety and then they would have moved her almost immediately. At least with a party going on inside, there had been a chance for some subtle tactics, rather than a full blown attack. Not that it mattered now. "It was a solid plan! Do you think Remus would have come along if it wasn't a decent plan?"

Sirius had thought that James would realise all of this, once he knew. They so often knew each other's thoughts and actions unlike anyone else that he'd just assumed this would all fall into place. He'd clearly been wrong but he couldn't understand why. And James' admisson made no sense. Drag him home in a body bag? There was no way he was going down in the Malfoy manor, or at the hands of Emmeline.

And it was almost like James didn't understand; if anyone should have been going home in a body bad during this war it was Sirius. Reckless Sirius, charging-into-battle Sirius, going-to-get-yourself-killed-Sirius. It shouldn't have been quiet, resourceful Peter. The thought punched him in the gut but he forced himself to speak. "Well you didn't, did you?" Sirius said, motioning to himself. "Here I am. Whole and breathing."

At James' question of Remus, Sirius' expression went hard. "Yeah, James. I left him to the Death Eaters and came here to take a nap." He grumbled, remembering that he had been worried about Remus and there was no reason for James not to do the same. "We got split up at the house but he's fine. Sent a patronus a little while ago."

He sighed in exhaustion, looking down at the old carpet of the safehouse. "I didn't get to kill her anyway so the whole night was a bust."

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So Good at Being in Trouble | Sirius + James

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The loud CRACK! of James’ Apparation was lost on him as his heart pounded in his ears. He’d barely been able to escape to the outskirts of Malfoy Manor to get away from Evan Rosier, who had only barely been stunned with a weak, yet manageable Stunning Spell. He was still feeling uneasy from the battle and from the fact that he’d both gone and left the Manor without finding either Sirius or Remus. He wouldn’t have left without them if he didn’t have to – but, somehow, the Death Eaters had been alerted of intruders and James had fled during chaos. He hoped they were just able to get out before all of the craziness had gone down.

Though, part of him hoped they did encounter a battle of some sort. Would serve them right for starting the whole damn mess in the first place.

Blood was soaking through his robes and he gingerly pulled them off to throw them on the ground one he got inside. The light-colored shirt underneath was slowly turning red from Evan’s Severing Charm. James was just glad he’d been able to dodge that enough that it’d only hit his shoulder and not his entire wand arm that way he was sure Evan had intended.

He almost grew distracted for his true reason of Apparating here rather than to his flat when Sirius’ voice rang out. Anger immediately jumping back to the forefront of his mind, James eyes narrowed behind broken glasses as his friend came into view. “Not him,” James said shortly. “Or were you planning on coming up with another idea to try and get you killed?”

It reminded him too much of another time Sirius had gone behind James’ back – and that time had almost gotten Snape killed. “What the fuck were you thinking?!”

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At the sight of James' face, Sirius stopped in his tracks. He didn't say anything as James spoke to him; he couldn't even move. He had no great comebacks for what James was asking, he hadn't even had a plan on how to tell James yet. He was supposed to speak to Remus first, figure out how they were going to tell James. He'd wanted to have a good argument as to why they'd gone, especially since he'd planned on leaving with Emmeline dead inside the manor.

By the look of James, he'd had a similar night to Sirius. He clearly knew about the plan and it was most than likely that when he'd found out, he'd run after Sirius and Remus to try and stop them -- by his tone he definitely hadn't been planning on helping them. Sirius paled at the thought of James being in that manor when it had been bad enough just losing Remus in there.

"I was thinking --" he choked on the words. He took a moment to gather himself up, taking a deep breath. Even with James in his face, the expression he was faced with, he wanted to defend his choices. He needed to be able to defend them to James, of all people.

"I was thinking that Vance is living in style while Peter's in the ground," Sirius responded. "We knew exactly where she was and no one was doing a damn thing about it!" He ran a hand through his hair, breathing out in frustration. "Don't you think she should have to answer for it? Because no one else seems to think it's a priority. We're just letting her sit there with my cousins, James. My cousins." 

He might have spat at the mention of them if he wasn't so busy trying to make a point. "She's with Death Eaters."

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So Good at Being in Trouble | Sirius + James

After a particularly hard night, Sirius needed a safe place to stay. As much as he loved his apartment it often felt too open after a mission or a battle, somewhere where lives had been in danger, and it was these times that he went to stay in an Order house. He felt raw and emotional after his confrontation with Emmeline, guilt for losing Remus in the manor, irritation at being caught by Mary Macdonald of all people. He didn't often seek out quiet, unoccupied spaces but he needed time to think. He needed to wait for Remus to return and if he didn't -- Sirius paled at the thought, but he knew that Remus was capable of taking care of himself, especially now. He was going to wait here to see if Remus came back and if he didn't, Sirius was going to storm the Malfoy manor, bloody Death Eaters be damned.

Apparating from outside the manor grounds to London had upset his stomach again so sitting down was his only option for now. His head swum when he flopped onto the sofa and he groaned in discomfort. The lasting nausea only served to remind him of his major failure of the evening (as opposed to the smaller failures) which was the fact that he hadn't managed to kill Emmeline. From the look of her, he'd barely even managed to seriously injure her. He would have settled for a bit of maiming but she seemed to leave the fight unscathed. Sirius blamed the situation, losing Remus, and being completely surprised to actually run into her. She would never have got the jump on him otherwise, he told himself.

Once Remus had made contact with him (and he had never been so happy to see the light of a patronus in his life), Sirius realised his whole body had been on edge until he'd heard the Remus was safe. He finally felt like he could fall asleep. He'd just been settling into the sofa, thinking about how they were going to tell James about all of this (because there was no way to not tell James) when he heard the sound of the door opening. It was obviously someone who was meant to be here because the safe house's wards didn't go crazy. Sirius slipped off the sofa slowly, giving himself time to adjust to standing up again, before he headed towards the door. "That you, Remus?" He called out.

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Gotta Get Away | Sirius + Mary

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Mary hadn’t known what was happening. She’d slipped into the kitchens after her encounter with Rabastan, kept quietly to one side and made herself a cup of tea. Normal tea. Or, well, abnormal tea she supposed. Normal in this world meant the special blends that everyone was so attached to. But to her, tea would always be what she’d had with her mother, sitting at their kitchen table late at night or early in the morning, before she went to work or after she got home. Luckily, it was easy enough to make, and no one seemed to mind if she made herself some from time to time. 

She had been just finishing her cup, enjoying the warmth and the comfort that it always brought, when the door burst open and a figure came through. She jumped back, her hand tightening on the cup. The kitchen was normally a safe place to come. No one came down here, except on some occasions Narcissa, to give orders to the elves. And this certainly wasn’t Narcissa. This was someone quite a good deal taller, and for that matter male. For a moment she thought it was Regulus- finding Regulus in the kitchens wouldn’t be so out of the ordinary, she supposed. From what she could tell, he often showed up in odd places.

It took a moment for her to properly recognize the figure. Sirius. Regulus’s brother, her mind supplied. James’s and Remus’s friend, it added helpfully. Then: an Order member. She was torn between running, shouting for help, and staying still. He looked as though he’d been in a fight, so clearly someone else already knew he was here. Unless he’d killed them. Good lord, he could have killed them. He had reason to go after quite a few people in the house. 

If it had been one of the others, she might have hesitated longer. If it had been James, she would have given pause, and seeing Remus would have stopped her dead in her tracks, but Sirius Black didn’t call up such tangled feelings of loyalty. The dominant thought that raised to the surface of her mind was that he was here to hurt someone, that he probably already had, and that for all she knew he might target her next, if only because she was in his way. She opened her mouth to call out for Julius or Ted or someone, breathing in a gasp of air in hopes of getting enough volume that someone would hear her, before letting out an ear-piercing shriek. She didn’t know if anyone would hear her, but by god she was going to try to alert them to what was going on. 

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When Sirius saw Mary Macdonald, alone in the kitchen with a cup of tea, he was immediately relieved. Mary wouldn't put up a fight and even if she did, he was fairly confident that he could take her down without actually injuring her. He doubted that she would make any kind of move against him though, given her frail and quiet nature. He'd never had much to do with Macdonald, not after realising he couldn't change her mind about Julius, and giving her emotional support was more James' thing, the big sap. However Sirius knew enough about Mary that he was sure she wouldn't attack him and that out of an entire household of Death Eaters and their family, she was probably the best person he could have run into.

That was -- until she opened her mouth and let out a high-pitched shriek, making Sirius wince as it rattled around in his head. He was annoyed that she'd decided on this course of action but even more annoyed that he'd been wrong about the lack of threat he'd thought she posed. And he'd very clearly been wrong.

Sirius practically leapt over a chair and a house elf to reach Mary, slapping a firm hand across her mouth and bringing up the other to point his wand at her face. "What the fuck, Macdonald?" He spat, ears still ringing from her earth-shattering shriek and now feeling a little ill from moving too fast. "You've got a pair of lungs on you, merlin." Her shriek had been muffled by his hand but there was every change that somebody nearby had already heard her warning cry and was on their way right now. Sirius was not going to be caught and he refused to die here in the Malfoy manor kitchen because Mary Macdonald couldn't keep her trap shut (again).

"I'm not going to hurt you," he said, catching Mary's gaze to let her know he was serious about this. He didn't really have time to placate her, not know, but he didn't need her screaming again or running off to tell her boyfriend. "But can we quit the screaming, please?" Sirius took his hand off her mouth in a show of good faith but he had his wand at the ready to cast a silencing charm the minute she started screaming again. "What are you even doing here, Macdonald?"

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Gotta Get Away | Sirius + ??

Sirius was sore and exhausted but he needed to get out of Malfoy manor. The nausea from whatever spell Emmeline had hit him with had mostly worn off but he still couldn't move very fast. Apparating wasn't an option even if the wards permitted. which he doubted very much given that if the manor wasn't already on high alert, they probably would be soon.

Emmeline was no doubt on her way to tell all the Death Eaters about the intruders (mainly: Sirius, but possibly also Remus) and if she didn't alert them to a presence inside the manor, the guest that Sirius had stunned would probably tip somebody off. The poor fellow had had the misfortune of hearing the racket that Sirius and Emmeline had made, and had stupidly come to investigate. He had also been unlucky in the fact that Sirius had been able to point a wand by the time the door had opened and well -- now he was lying stunned on the floor upstairs.

Sirius had made it to the bottom of the staircase before he had to stop and throw up. He didn't feel too bad about it; no doubt the Malfoys wouldn't even have to clean the floor themselves. Then he pushed himself forward and back down the hallway that he and Remus had taken from the kitchen. He hoped that Remus was alright. He hoped that James didn't have another reason to punch him when this was all over.

He tried not to think about how he'd failed as he shuffled down the hallway, one hand sliding along the wall to keep him upright and centred. All that effort and he hadn't even managed to kill Emmeline in the end. This whole thing had been a waste of time -- but at least he'd made it to the kitchen now, which meant that the exit was close. Sirius was so focused on that thought that he didn't bother to check if anyone was in the kitchen before he opened the door and stumbled in.

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In for the Kill | Self para

After effectively losing Remus on the landing above the staircase (oh fuck, James was really going to kill him now) Sirius took it upon himself to charge on, rather than sit around and wait to be found. The staircase had been exactly where he'd said it would be, and so it stood to reason that at least a few of his other memories would be correct as well. After looking into two empty rooms however he was already bored and frustrated. He hoped that Remus was having more luck, or that he’d turned around and gone to wait outside, maybe even given up and gone home. That would be preferable to Remus getting caught by any number of Death Eaters probably wandering the manor.

If he was being honest with himself, Sirius was almost glad that he and Remus had been split up, and might have instigated the change anyway if it hadn’t happened soon. As much as he loved being on an adventure again with Remus, his friend had enough on his hands without helping Sirius pull off a murder. And murder was what it was – no matter how much he told himself it was justice. Maybe the two could coexist in the same act. But he was going to kill Vance, if he ever found her, and Remus didn’t need to be there when the deed was done, he didn’t need to see that. He’d done enough by coming with Sirius in the first place.

With no other real direction to go other than forwards, Sirius twirled his wand in his fingers as he started down the long hallway he’d been faced with. He’d been so full of hope and determination when he’d suggested this venture to Remus back at the Order safe house but now it seemed almost impossible that he would be able to find Vance in this place, if she was even here. Sirius could hear the sounds of the party but they seemed so far away compared to where he was, and so far the hallway he'd taken had only led him to two empty rooms and a storeroom of some kind.

He was just about to try another door when he heard footsteps approaching from around the corner. Sirius froze. They were approaching too fast and he was only halfway to the next door. There was no way that he could hide fast enough and so he gripped his wand in his hand and turned to meet the oncoming stranger.

The last person he’d expected to run into, though he’d hoped to, was Emmeline Vance. She looked disheveled but that was the only thought that Sirius had before his wand was raised and pointing at the woman. He’d barely processed the sight of her before he was firing a spell at her. It wasn’t the one he’d planned on using but it was the first that had come to mind in a panic. It did enough, seemingly knocking the wind out of her for a moment.

“Fuck,” Sirius spat, shaking his head and gathering his composure. By the time he’d pointed his wand again, Emmeline had already hit him with something that made his arm ache and drop to his side from the weight of it.

“Sirius, just listen-”

“SHUT UP!” He roared, trying to lift his wand arm but it felt like stone beside him. Emmeline watched him for a second before she ducked into a nearby room. Sirius cursed again and followed her; swapping his wand to his left hand as he went.

She was waiting for him in the room but he ducked her oncoming spell, barely pausing to consider what she’d flung at him. He cast a stunning spell in her direction. It missed and hit a chest of drawers next to her. He snarled at the inaccuracy but still couldn't use his right arm. He tried to steady his left hand as he aimed something explosive at her. That missed as well.

Emmeline took the opportunity to hit him with something. He moved to retaliate but found that every movement made him sick to his stomach. His head was becoming blurry and it was getting hard to focus on the woman in front of him. Sirius crumpled to the floor as he tried to stave off the waves of nausea, left hand still curled tight around his wand but unable to point it at anything. He thought he heard Emmeline say something but he couldn't pick it out over the fuzz of his mind.

By the time Sirius could focus on his surroundings again, Emmeline was gone and someone was knocking on the door.

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Some Nights | Sirius + Remus

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Remus heard the hesitation in Sirius’ voice and stepped closer to him, shifting his reassuring hand to his friend’s back. “This place is impossibly big. I bet even the house elves get lost.” Remus responded with a shrug of his own, refusing to place any blame on his friend. It wasn’t his responsibility to intimately know the layout of the Death Eater’s mansion. “I think we’re going to need a few bottles of alcohol after this adventure, mate.”

However, he did shift in front of Sirius, taking a few tentative steps towards the hallways and straining to hear if anyone was nearby. If they were heading out into the house blind, they could use the help of his heightened senses at the very least. Being a werewolf had a few perks after all. Slipping out into the empty hall, Remus gestured with one hand for Sirius to follow while the other tightly gripped the wand concealed in his robe sleeve.

The hallway brightened as they headed down it and as they came to the end, Remus couldn’t help but hesitate at the corner. Hearing nothing in the proximity, he peered around the corner and couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face as he found the staircase exactly where Sirius said it would be.

“Looks like you remembered correctly,” Remus whispered near Sirius’ ear, shifting close to his friend so he could talk in a barely audible voice. “Let’s get upstairs.” Turning, Remus headed to the staircase, moving with haste as silently as he could. The stairs were a point of vulnerability and the two of them needed to get to the next story as fast as possible. However once they reached the landing, Remus heard someone shuffling down the hall and he instinctively hid in the nearest available room.

After a moment of terror, he felt instantly relieved that they had dodged being caught by whoever was in the hallway. But that relief didn’t last long as he realized Sirius was no longer behind him.

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Sirius let Remus take the lead now that they knew where they were headed, falling into line behind his friend as if he'd never been gone and they'd been doing this for the past two years. He paused when Remus paused, waiting for the go ahead as Remus peered around the corner. He hoped desperately that they'd come across the stairs because if they hadn't, he really didn't know what they were going to do next besides wander around like lost kneazles.

"What? Ha ha, yes!" Sirius punched the air. He was absurdly happy that he'd managed to point them in the right direction, and it showed on his face. Mostly he was admiring the irony that gatherings like this one at Malfoy manor had given him a (half) map in order to infiltrate the very same manor over a decade later. He might have thanked them, if only to see the ridiculous looks on their faces when they realised. It wasn't nearly as good as having a spy in the present day (and wouldn't that have been useful) but it was more than nothing.

"Do you reckon we could leave through the kitchens?" He asked in a half-whisper as they went up the steps, although Remus was being appropriately silent. Sirius practically hopped the steps two at a time he was so eager to be on the next floor and to be done with this. "I know we might be running but I'm already craving another one of those cakes-" he stopped abruptly when he heard the shuffling steps. He made the split decision to duck around a corner and in through the nearest door.

The room was pitch black but he didn't dare light up his wand until the footsteps had wandered off. It was at that point that Sirius realised Remus wasn't with him, and a quick lumos to light up the room confirmed that. There hadn't been a commotion in the hall which meant that Remus hadn't been captured, so where had he gone?

"Oh fuck," Sirius mumbled, deciding that this was probably not a good turn of events.

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Some Nights | Sirius + Remus

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He really shouldn’t be feeling so light hearted on this risky mission, but with Sirius smiling at him like that and telling him to take a dessert, Remus couldn’t help but smile back at his friend. His positive attitude was infectious and it was one of the many reasons Remus loved spending time with him.

But when Sirius almost walked straight out into the hallway without a second thought, Remus froze and listened carefully for the person in the hall to make their next move. He silently chastised himself for getting caught up in Sirius and not focusing on the sounds around them. He was always on high alert but had foolishly let himself get distracted.

When Sirius let out a sigh, Remus felt his tension lessen only a little bit. He couldn’t allow himself to lower his guard as he had before. Placing a reassuring (and cautionary) hand on Sirius’ arm, he nodded in response. “People tend to do that at parties.” He responded, confirming Sirius’ vocalized thoughts. He couldn’t help but agree that the cloak would be a useful tool and felt a pang of longing for the cloak which had helped them sneak around Hogwarts for years.

“I’m assuming you know where the staircase is?” Remus asked, listening carefully for any other noises in the hall and beyond. He had to stay vigilant if he was going to keep the two of them safe. They may have gone to the party behind James’ back but that didn’t mean he was going to put the two of them in unnecessary danger.

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"I -- thought I did?" Sirius said, peering through the door again and frowning when he didn't see what he'd been expecting to see. "I thought there were stairs near the kitchen. Maybe that was the Lestrange's place?" He wracked his brain for the correct memory, trying to recall the times he'd spent here as a child, various parties and gatherings that had all bored him to death. He mostly remembered setting the edge of Malfoy's robes on fire and losing his broom for a week.

"Honestly, they could have remodeled the entire thing since the last time I was here." He grimaced slightly and shrugged in Remus' direction. He wouldn't apologise for such a mess up of course, but admitting it was more than he'd do in anyone else's company, bar James'.

Again he felt a pang of guilt for doing this without James and indeed doing it at all. He didn't like to think of it as deception but he had to admit that he'd chosen a time when he knew James would be busy, and possibly for a few hours. He knew that James wasn't going to like it but it was a necessary evil. They were owed justice. Peter deserved justice.

"Look," Sirius said in a tone that meant business. "I'm pretty sure the staircase is down the hall and to the right. And if it's not..." he shrugged, back to being as nonchalant as ever despite their rather somber purpose here. "Either way, the drinks are on me when we finish this." He motioned to the door. "Shall we?"

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We Must Be Killers (a recently triggered passion)

There can be no doubt that the most recent upset in Sirius’ life is the death of his friend Peter. The night that he found out Emmeline was involved, he might have gone and hunted her down if he hadn’t had James there to stop him, if he hadn’t been weighed down with grief. Although he can talk about the incident now without become a white hot ball of anger, the subject of Emmeline and her role in Peter’s death (her role being his actual death) still makes his blood boil. He has a kind of myopic focus when it comes to revenge and if he didn’t have James (and now Remus) to point him in the direction of other things, it might be the only thing he thinks about.

Hold On to What You Believe (a fanatic passion)

Sirius is a true believer of making and following your own destiny. This should be clear from the fact that he had his own soulmate mark burnt off when he was barely ten. Orion and Walburga Black were true soulmates, not faked like his cousin Narcissa's, but Sirius never saw any real love between them. He was convinced from a young age that the entire thing was some kind of cosmic joke, that the names that everyone wore on their skin meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. And he does still truly believe that, even though his belief has been tested more than once.

Seeing the word Black on James Potter's forehead throughout his schooling years was enough to shake the solid ground he'd been standing on since his childhood, enough to make him think that the marks could mean something but only if that means it's me. A second incident was the marriage of his cousin Andromeda to her soulmate. Sirius had almost been convinced that Edward Tonks was the perfect man for Andromeda, a muggleborn to take her away from the Black family, but nothing about that went according to Sirius' wishes. He now firmly believes that the soulmate marks shouldn't dictate a damn thing about your life -- but that doesn't mean that he isn't curious.

These Are Your Friends (a longterm passion)

One subject that Sirius has never wavered on is his friends and his love for them. While he didn't initially warm to anyone but James (who had to convince him that it would be worthwhile to befriend both Remus and Peter, and thank merlin he did) once he warmed up to the other two there was no separating them. Sirius might have occasionally showed preference but if he was ever asked, he'd tell people that all three of his best friends were his true soulmates, not whatever name had been written on his arm. Sirius would die for any of them (would have died, if it had meant saving Peter) and will do anything to keep the friends that are left.

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Some Nights | Sirius + Remus

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Smiling to himself at Sirius’ soft laugh, Remus was happy to see that he was keeping his sense of humor even in the tense situation they found themselves in. He always tried to be aware of Sirius’ mood in case his friend needed his support and in this moment he was relieved that Sirius seemed fairly level minded and oddly calm.

“Of course,” Remus mumbled in response, concealing a smirk at his cocky response. However in this situation, Sirius certainly knew the house better and had a better knowledge base on what they were dealing with. So he was completely willing to follow his lead.

Remus hesitated at the door, every inch of his body humming with controlled energy. Being on the verge of entering the Death Eater’s party had him on high alert, so when Sirius motioned him forward, he entered the building with caution and closed the door behind him noiselessly. He was relieved that Sirius’ memory proved correct and smiled softly in response to Sirius’ exclamation. “I’ll just follow your lead, Pads. You’re the one with the most experience with this kinda thing.” Remus responded quietly coming up closely behind his friend. He could hear the rustling of what he assumed was the Malfoy’s house elves and that combined with the smell of the food coming from the kitchen was a bit overwhelming.

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Sirius flashed Remus a toothy grin before he led them into the kitchen, not surprised at seeing house elves busy at work. He should have been feeling somber, given their reason for being here, but it was hard to do so when he was with Remus and they were on an adventure.

Sirius took a small desserts off the bench as he walked through, bowing his head slightly at the elves as he passed. "Don't mind us, folks," he said. "Just on our way back to the party. Take a dessert, Moony." He motioned to the treats in question, expression full of mirth.

He was so enveloped in showing off a little (or a lot) that he went to walk right through the kitchen door and into the hallway. Their adventure might have ended right there and then if Sirius hadn't pulled his head back into the kitchen and shoved a hand in the air to indicate that Remus should stand still and not say a word.

Someone had been walking through the hallway past the kitchen and their steps had paused just in front of the door. Sirius held his breath as he waited for the inevitable but soon enough the sound of footsteps could be heard leaving down the hallway. Sirius expelled all of his air in one great whoosh and then nodded to Remus that it was okay.

"Right, so people are wandering the manor. That's fine." He talked himself through it. "Fuck, if only we had Prongs' cloak." He longed for the days when it had been as easy as sneaking around Hogwarts and worrying about getting detention but they were here now and this was their reality. "We'll need to head upstairs. Regulus said she was babysitting; if we're lucky she might not be with the others."