Sirius Black

“One thing you can't hide - is when you're crippled inside.”  The name is Black. Sirius Black. 17. Gryffindor.

[ohso-sirius]

Butterflies and Violence. [Blackinnon]

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‘’Oh man, how is the old guy?’’ Marlene asked, stepping back and folding her arms around herself. Although summer was in full spring, nights still got chilly and goosebumps rose up on her bare legs. ‘’You say that as if there are decent snakes. The party was great, you definitely missed out. I smashed an expensive looking vase, got drunk, smoked cigarettes with Rabastan and managed to piss off Lucius with just a charming smile. Anyone would think that the sod hated me.’’

Marlene paused on the Rabastan subject, opting to brush it off rather than admit she’d spent the night with him in her parents beach house, drinking. They may not be a thing, but yet it still felt wrong to spend time with any other guy. Which was stupid. Marlene quit her mental debate, brawn winning over brain as she spewed the words out like some kind of secret test. ‘’He’s quite interesting to hang out with. Drinks just as much as me. Merlin knows I needed a drinking buddy being cooped up alone in this house. –I’m not staring.’’

She spoke sharper than she meant to, defensively before pulling herself together and giving him a sly smile. ‘’I just forgot how hideous your face was.’’ Marlene quipped, sauntering back inside with a sultry smile.

[ohso-sirius]

“I guess you could say he’s hanging in there.” Sirius shrugged. “He’s old, and he’s worrried. No one’s heard from Andromeda since she took her lover boy and ran for the hills.” he looked at Marlene with wide eyes. “You haven’t seen her or anything, have you? She hasn’t written?”He shook his head quickly. “Meda was a decent snake. I liked her just fine, and there was that Julia girl. A bit mean, I guess, but she was alright.” He rolled his eyes after a second. “I’m implying that hanging out with Rab is a bad idea. I’m bad news, he’s a bad guy. Literally.”

There was something off between the two of them, he could practically taste it in the air around them. But, it could have been the fact that he’d been standing in front of her for nearly ten minutes and neither one of them had pounced on the other. Of course, it didn’t help that Mar had been acting strange since he’d arrived. “He’s not interesting, he’s an ass. You didn’t grow up with the kid. I did. I’m not lying when i tell you he used to rip the wings off of butterflies.” Sirius shook out h\his whole body as if to physically remove the memory. “Doe drinks just as much as you do. I drink just as much you do. Hell, write Lupin the next time you’re feeling lonely. The bloke’s got the tolerance of a giant. Stay the hell away from Lestrange.” He paused for a moment to ass the word please, but stopped short. “Oh, you so were! McKinnon, you can’t lie to me!” He spoke gleefully. 

He watched as she walked inside. “Bullshit, Mar. You could never forget my face-- hideous or not. You love me too much.” With that, he followed her.

[ohso-sirius]

All Alright :: Sirius and Lily

he wasn’t trying to make a habit of showing up at girl’s houses without warning. but, sometimes, when the urge struck him, he acted on it. And, that is precisely what Sirius planned to tell Lily when she would open her door to find him on her front step. As he rode along the cracked streets of Cokeworth, he already knew what he would do. Well, he’d say with a grin. At least it’s not 2 in the morning. And, then, he would go off on a tangent, telling Lily to ask Marlene all about it, and man, Lil, you should have seen her. 

Then, he’d ease himself inside, and all would be well. 

Never once would he admit-- outloud-- that he had begun to miss the redheaded girl. he’d simply been in town... for some reason, and decided to bless her with his presence. That’s all she would know, that and nothing more. He hadn’t written, hadn’t said much of anything to her over the holiday, but he had missed her, and it had begun to bother him. 

So, he eased his motorbike against the sidewalk in front of a house that wasn’t quite familiar and sent a silent prayer to Merlin that Lily would be the one to answer the door.With that final thought, he raised his arm, and knocked.   

[ohso-sirius]

Butterflies and Violence. [Blackinnon]

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‘’Don’t laugh at me,’’ Marlene grumbled, bottom lip pushing out in a pout and her hands falling down along her sides uncertainly when he hugged her. ‘’I’ll have you know that during your time away, I’ve made new friends. Namely Slytherin’s that like to pretend they’re out for my blood, or they actually are but I like to think it’s their way of expressing love.’’ She couldn’t help the adoring look that spread across her face for only a split second when Marlene finally got used to his arms around her again, but managed to wipe it off before finally hugging Sirius back after a seconds too long hesitation. 

 ‘’Where the hell were you during Rita’s party anyway, all of a sudden you just disappeared and I ended up stuck in a corner with Rabastan Lestrange.’’ Marlene added, squirming her way out from the hug that seemed a tad too long for friends. She brushed her hair back with one hand, combing through it with her fingers self consciously of how it looked. The witch seemed to look everywhere but Sirius, finally getting herself together and gazing him right in the face, not able to help how her teeth caught her bottom lip as she took him in.

She had missed him loads, more than Marlene cared to admit even to herself.

[ohso-sirius]

’’Time off makes it sound so glamorous. Contrary to oular belief, I was not running around the French countryside with all the local girls chasing after me. I was with my uncle. In Marseilles.’’ He looked at her, eyebrows knitting together. ’’Come on, McKinnon, while I've got nothing against the snakes in general, obviously you're not hanging out with the decent ones.’’

As she pulled away, he leaned against the railing again, tucking his hands in the pockets of his jeans. ’’About Rita's arty.. I decided that, while I do possess a certain amount of self loathing, I don't hate myself enough to go through that disaster of a dinner arty, nor did I want to give the wicked witch anymore ammo to use against me.’’ He shrugged, staring back at her. ’’To add to that, it was a pretty rough day as far as my uncle goes, so I stayed with him instead.’’

’’Rabastan, huh? How is he?’’ He paused.’’Still perfectly content to live in his brothers shadow I'm guessing.’’ Sirius raised an eyebrow at her.  ’’Whats going on? You're staring at me.’’

He’d had sent most of his holidays without her, he’d had time to adjust. But, this whole face to face thing... it just further complicated his feelings for the girl. 

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Letters to Padfoot

[heylookitsremus-blog]

Padfoot,

Rusted? That’s a bit harsh, even if she did vanish off the face of the earth. Maybe they’re already harboring her. That place is huge, she could be there for awhile before anyone noticed her around. Secret Andromeda and probably Tonks as well, can’t really imagine her leaving him behind.

You and maturity. I can’t believe I just read those two in the same sentence in your own handwriting. Are you certain this is Sirius? Maybe it’s some weird, grown up version of you from the future having a good laugh. Tell you what sooner? Absolutely nothing, I have given nothing up I am a sealed vault of secrets, Sirius Black.

A good kind of different? 

(He got dumped. Very, very dumped. It’s awful to see someone this broken up.)

-Moony

[ohso-sirius]

Moony,

I'm not too angry at him. If shes with him, at least shes safe. That’s whats killing me. When I first ran away, she used to write me nine times a week, checking u on me and keeing me in the loo. She’d just write more if I didn’t respond. But, now that it’s her thats droed off the face of the lanet, she cant be bothered to send me a note At least let me know that shes okay

Maybe maturity was the wrong word. Emotional exhaustion seems to fit better. I'm not made for feelings outside the realm of angsty anger and a harsh version of what one would call glee. It just stopped being worth the mental trauma, trying to keep up with everything she wanted and everything I wanted and what we didn't want and other various forms of such bullshit. 

A weird different. I saw her the other day, because, oddly enough, its damn hard for to cut somebody out of my life. (Despite having done it a year ago with the only family I had known for the first eleven years of my life.)

(It might be awful, but its not your fault. Stop feeling guilty for someone else’s pain.)

-Padfoot

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Letters to Padfoot

[heylookitsremus-blog]

Padfoot,

I wouldn’t worry about her too much. Blacks are insane and formidable.  You’re a sturdy bunch of wackos, she’s just fine wherever she is. Probably’ll show up on your doorstop (or rather, Jim’s) and demand to know why you didn’t look harder for her or something. 

Who ever taught that girl how to make fire, because they ought to be ought of a job. Honestly, she’s got a bit of a penchant for it and it’s rather terrifying. I know you like her, I like her too, but Merlin she’s got to calm down on the fire thing. Listen, you screwed up, Emm screw up, Marlene screwed up. The blame goes all ways. She ought to have told you sooner. I told her to tell you sooner. Yeah well, once I get someone who actually wants to have sex me, that’ll be a possibility. As it is the pickings are slim.

(It’s really not.  And he’s in a really bad way right now.)

-Moony

[ohso-sirius]

Moony,

If she shows u at Jim's, Ill be forced to attack him with rusty salad fork. The otters have a habit of taking in us Blacks without asking too many questions and I cant have him harboring her. 

Yeah, I like her alright. But, I've taken u this whole maturity thing, and to be honest, it was a lot easier when the two of us were raging storms of hormones and angry yelling. Tell me what sooner Because Marlene hasn't told me anything, except that shes more than willing to forget that I kissed Emm and that we can go back to having sex every now and then. 

Which, typically I would be all for, but it's Marlene and... I don't know, its different now.

There are loads of people that want to have sex with you, darling. But, stay away from them. 

(Tell me what the hell is going on, wolf boy.)

- Padfoot

[doemeadows]

There’s a Leak in my Cauldron // Sirius & Doe

Dorcas Meadowes was infamous for always smooth talking the bartender into giving her drinks despite the fact that she wasn’t technically legally allowed to drink. The bartenders at the Leaky Cauldron all knew Dorcas well enough to no longer have to ask any longer, when Sirius arrived Dorcas was already sitting at a table with a glass of fire whiskey sitting in front of her. Dorcas wasn’t exactly one to drink excessively but to put it bluntly she was having a shit day and needed a drink. She was always home alone, her twin brother was gone all summer, and all of her friends were off having amazing adventures but here Doe was sitting in the same old place drinking her boredom away. 

When Sirius took a seat across from her Dorcas smiled, “Oh good, now I can count on things to get interesting.” Whenever Sirius was around Doe couldn’t help but feel a little mischievous. They had been getting in trouble together before she even know how to do basic division, and twelve years later she can’t help but feel a little diabolical together. They were always the two to shake things up and as a child he was her go to partner in crime for pranking the more intolerable of their pureblood “friends.” Whether it was putting honey in their hair, stashing muggle items in their bags, or putting bugs in their hamburgers Sirius never said no. It was one of the many reasons Sirius was the guy Dorcas always went to when she wanted to do something a little crazy. “I have siriusly been missing you Sirius.”

[ohso-sirius]

Sirius had caught some kind of cabin fever. He'd sent too much time laying den mother for his uncle and while, of course, he was thankful for everything the man had done for him, which involved everything short of taking him in, Sirius had never been one to sit still for too long. Especially not when he had the freedom to do anything but. Summer holidays were not meant to be wasted sitting in his uncles den. 

So, he'd left his uncle for a few days. Not completely alone, in the more than capable hands of several house elves. It was selfish, but he was getting the shakes. He hadn't seen life outside of the bustling French city since the holidays had begun. He ended up at the Leaky Cauldron without a second thought.

As he entered the pub, it was too easy to sot exactly the girl he'd been looking for. He grinned down at the girl, dropping into the open secret across from her. 

”Hello, light of my life,” He spoke easily, stretching his legs beneath the table, and snatching her glass from its sot on the table and stealing a drink. ”Its only,” he paused to glance at the clock on the wall, ”Four in the afternoon, Miss Meadowes. I always have loved a good day drinker.”

With Dorcas, it was too easy and too much fun to make the transition from troubled run away with general disregard to the rules into the play pretend posh pureblood boy he had grown u to be, the one who harbored a much more blatant hatred of authority and control. To put it shortly, Dorcas Meadowes and Sirius Black together again, it meant bad news. 

”Did we go back in time?” He quipped. ”Because that pun that you just made had not been socially acceptable since we were fifteen years old.”

[ohso-sirius]

Butterflies and Violence. [Blackinnon]

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Marlene gaped at him, hardly ladylike and growled at him, dropping her bat and pushing him. “You absolute arse, Sirius Black!” She shouted, storming towards him and smacking him, now stood out on her balcony. “You” smack “scared” smack “the” smack “shit” smack “out of me!”

She was flustered and embarrassed, stood in short shorts and his jumper. Marlene scowled and folded her arms, “I thought you were coming to kill me. I oughta push you off this balcony.”

[ohso-sirius]

He scrambled sideways, grinning widely at the raging girl. Ever since the Emmeline incident, things had most definitely been off between the two of them. Especially since they'd gone and broken things off. It was strange for him in the beginning, trying to gain his footing in maintaining a friendship with her. But, at times such as these, it was fantastically easy to forget the twisted past they had caught themselves in. 

”Merlin's balls, woman! ” He caught one of her wrists in each hand. ”Stop hitting me!” They were locked in some strange kind of stare down, and Sirius still couldn't hold himself together. A small laugh fell from his mouth.  

”I'm starting to think you didn't miss me at all, ” He kept his grip on her wrists, but pulled her into a tight hug, dropping his chin atop her head.  ”Its a shame, really. Because I missed you loads.”

[andthepotters-blog]

Sirius coming to pick Lily up over the summer for a party and getting stuck waiting for in the front hall with Petunia when Lily’s not ready yet. Petunia assuming he’s taking Lily out on a date.

Lily had introduced Sirius to Muggle clothes awhile back and he shows up grinning in ripped jeans and some Muggle band’s shirt with his stupid leather jacket and his hair all screwed up. He looks like trouble, but he doesn’t know that because Lily just told him these were fashionable, and failed to mention they weren’t “Meeting Family” clothes and Muggles are so bloody confusing.

And Petunia is upset that Lily appears to be dating a delinquent and he tries to explain that  “No, Lily and I are just friends.“But she won’t hear him out and, she tries to give him a hard time about his “Intentions” with her sister and Sirius is incredibly offended and angry because it’s his job to give Lily’s dates a hard time and what does Petunia know about protecting Lily Evans?

“Where were you when Benjy Fenwick broke her heart sixth year? Not in the Hospital Wing drinking Skele-Gro because you punched the bloke and broke four fingers. I would know, I was. And what about Snivellus? The hours I have spent restoring Lily Evans to her former self because of the damage done by Severus Snape is ludicrous considering he doesn’t deserve to be in the presence of her pinky toe, and  don’t even get me started on James- I mean, I love him, and so does she, but I will never get the nights I had to spend in the kitchens with a bawling Evans back. And it’s all because James is an immature child and- I think my point is getting convoluted but I’m trying to say that this is what I do, this isn’t what you do. I protect LIly Evans and Lily Evans protects me and that’s the way it is and you are only one of the things that Lily needs to be protected from.”

And when Lily comes running down the stairs apologizing about the hold up and teasing Sirius about his motorbike, she gives Petunia the briefest of waves before dragging Sirius out the door and down the walkaway. Petunia is left with a feeling uncomfortably similar to jealousy sitting on her shoulders. She hadn’t ever heard of a Benjy Fenwick before.

[marauders4evr]

“There was something about the slightly flattened tone of voice in which Sirius uttered Dumbledore’s name that told Harry that Sirius, too, was not very happy with the Headmaster.”

He had tried to get out! At the age of sixteen, Sirius had tried to get away from the horrid house. Yet in the year leading up to his death, Dumbledore had kept him trapped in the very place of which he had tried to escape!

[ohso-sirius]

Sirius: Feisty one you are!

Dorcas: Why are you talking like that?

Sirius: It was Yoda….from Star Wars. It’s the same impression I was doing on the train for about an hour.

Dorcas: Oh! Was that what that was? Oh good, I thought you might have a problem.

[occlumency]

“The name ‘Sirius Black’ is a pun on his Animagus form of a black dog since the star Sirius is known as the Dog Star and is the brightest star in Canis Major, the Great Dog constellation.”

[marleyyandme]

[ohso-sirius]

a redo of this edit because I know how to properly gif now.  au: in which marlene miraculously survives, remus brings sirius to his senses, and harry grows up with responsible, adult parents. sort of. 

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Letters to Padfoot

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Padfoot,

Oh, well I always did like Alphard. He’s one of the rare good ones. Sorry I can’t say where your cousin’s scarpered off to though. Saw her ex-fiance at Skeeter’s party though. He didn’t look particularly pleased but he also didn’t look like he’d recently committed murder so she’s probably just fine. Maybe she’s just lying low. 

Marlene has set your shit on fire? Can’t say I’m entirely surprised, but that does seem a little… extreme. Even for her. But I can’t really just let him mope. Emm’s busy with Mungo’s and I’m still his friend. His sister wrote me, Sirius. His baby sister. That’s how bad it is. Merlin, have you dyed everything pink again? Told you not to mix your colors.

If this ends badly, I’d marry her myself honestly. Though Jimbo would kill me and then she’d be down a husband.

(It’s really not.)

-Moony

[ohso-sirius]

Moony,

The Blacks are constantly in a state of chaos. This is our element. She’s driving me positively insane, and Tonks isn’t of any help either. The two of them are a dangerous pair. Carrow never looks pleased. Not surprised. I hope so. There is a very short list of people who can actually stand me. I can’t lose her. 

She says it was an accident. But, considering she has a habit of doing such things-- ie, setting Pete on fire in second year, it’s very hard to believe her. I also feel as if there are still some hard feelings about the Emmeline debacle. After all, i did kiss Emm, and then run off and try to make things right with McKinnon and be mature, try to start a meaningful relationship, only to be shot down and ruin our friendship for a fair amount of time. Don’t have sex, Remus. It ruins everything. 

I’d step up for you. I’d marry her in a heartbeat.

(Yes it is.)

-Padfoot

[ohso-sirius]

Butterflies and Violence. [Blackinnon]

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The first week Marlene came home from school was spent with family. Of course. Her elder sisters had taken time off work, the twins had come home from Norway where they had been practicing their ‘medical stuff’. Marlene couldn’t even put a plaster on her finger, let alone anything else medical related. The pool had been cleaned out and refilled, the dining room was once again used for family meals. It had been great.

The second week Marlene waved off her family, leaving for Turkey for two weeks. She had been invited, of course, but finally being 17 this summer she had managed to convinced her parents to let her go camping with Doe instead. Four whole days Marlene had the house to herself and now she was getting bored, hence why she had finally decided to balls up and sent Sirius an owl. Or two. It ended up to and froing for a whole day before suddenly Sirius stopped replying and Marlene started panicking.

She couldn’t for the life of her remember what on earth she had sent in her last letter, but whatever it was, obviously it had upset the sensitive bastard. Eventually Marlene had growled at herself, got herself a bowl of ice cream with enough toppings on it to feed twenty hungry children in Africa, changed into shorts and one of Sirius’ jumpers (she was cold dammit, and she only had summer clothes, valid reason) and climbed into bed to watch Jaws. 

It was around two in the morning that she awoke, ice cream dripping down the side of the bed, white noise on the television and someone walking around outside. ‘’Fuck.’’ Marlene sat up, pulling the covers up to herself with her heart pounding. Footsteps sounded quick enough on her balcony and she leaped out of bed to her closet, leaving her wand on her bedside table naturally, grabbing a beaters bat from there and rushing to stand just outside her balcony doors. 

‘’McKinnon. Let me in.’’ 

Marlene screamed a battle cry, yanked the door open and in all her disheveled hair and smeared make up glory almost whacked Sirius straight in the face with her bat.

‘’Fucking Merlin, Sirius. You scared the shit out of me!’’ Marlene hissed, heart pounding like it was going to burst from her chest and clutching the bat to herself. ‘’I almost killed you!’’ What the fucking hell was he doing here!? Marlene blamed the lightness in her stomach to the shock he gave her, not the fact that he was stood on her balcony, in the middle of the night with all his stupid hair and motor gear.

[ohso-sirius]

Sirius tried to hold it in. Really, he did. But, as Marlene stood in front of him, wide eyed and wielding a beaters bat, chest heaving and such, and wearing that damn lion jumper of his, he snorted. And, suddenly, he was doubled over, laughter racking his body. He could barely breathe, he could feel tears in his eyes. 

He may have laughed for a moment too long. When he straightened up, he knew his face was blood red. But, he crossed his arms, and swallowed the laugh that bubbled at the back of his throat. 

“So,” he cleared his throat. “Am I allowed in?” He crossed his arms, moving back to lean against the railing of the balcony. “Because I just flew a motorcycle here from France and it’s a tad brisk out right now.”

[ohso-sirius]

Marlene and Sirius

Alphard Black lived in central Marseille. Sure, Sirius thought there to be a certain charm about the place. It was large enough to get lost in, friendly enough to witches and wizards. But, it was dreadfully boring if you were below the age of 30. He’d been staying with his aging uncle for ten days now, and it was taking a toll on him. There was only so much that could be done through written letters. 

He was bored. 

Which is how he ended up on the McKinnon’s balcony at precisely two o’ seven in the morning. 

Things between he and Marlene had been on shaky ground at best since they’d left school. They were ‘friends’, if forced to put  a label to it, but it was still an adjustment period. They were struggling. 

So, naturally, he’d thought that now would be the best time to rekindle their friendship. He’d ditched the motorbike in the lot of some pub a ways down the road, thrown a quick cloaking spell over it, and then, after quite a bit of walking, he found himself on the balcony. 

Tucking his wand in his back pocket, he leaned against the door, peeking in. He’d visited Marlene enough to know which door was hers. 

“McKinnon,” He tapped on the door a few times. “Let me in,”

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Owls to Sirius

[ohso-sirius]

Like I said, I’m sure you do. Go ahead, blast me off. It’s nice to know I was on there in the first place. 

But, before you do that, keep in mind that I have been disowned by my own family and am no longer on that will either. So, if you want to leave me with nothing and no one, that’s fine. I’m quite used to it. But, if you take me off your will, I’m getting all of my jumpers back, and all of my records. Because I know you took some of those. 

Sirius

I don’t believe you. 

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I'n sure Doe has a place for you in her heart. No way, I’m keeping the jumpers and records, what do you think I was leaving you when I die, my stuff? Ha ha. Crazy guy. You nutjob.

Marlene

Maybe I did it on purpose I guess

[ohso-sirius]

She’s always loved me more. Give me back my jumpers, you can keep the records. I need the warmth. 

Sirius

You’re the nutjob. 

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Owls to Sirius

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I have a lovely head, thank you very much. I may not get my shirt back by blasting her from my will but it’ll make me feel better. Be careful, you’re tempting me to blast you off my will too.

Marlene

Accident?

[ohso-sirius]

Like I said, I’m sure you do. Go ahead, blast me off. It’s nice to know I was on there in the first place. 

But, before you do that, keep in mind that I have been disowned by my own family and am no longer on that will either. So, if you want to leave me with nothing and no one, that’s fine. I’m quite used to it. But, if you take me off your will, I’m getting all of my jumpers back, and all of my records. Because I know you took some of those. 

Sirius

I don’t believe you.