brave black

sirius black . sixth year . somewhere i'm probably not supposed to be

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bellblack·:

。·:✧:· HER EYES MOVED down to the small giraffe in her hands, knowing part of her felt the same way too. She didn’t truly understand what the purpose of it was, but it wouldn’t stop her from holding onto it, wondering if it could in some way make things a little less stressful. “That’s fine, I’ve got plenty to judge you for,” she explained. Holding it close to her heart, she fiddled with the tuft of hair on top of the giraffe. Could she even tell him that she planned on keeping it for reassurance if she ever needed it? No, that would be incredibly silly. “Keep it. Put it on my dresser.” A small laugh left her mouth as she thought of the perfect reason. “You ever look at something or someone and think ‘they’re too cute, there’s got to be something dark or wrong about them’? That’s what this is. It’ll fuel my dark desires,” Bella explained, hoping he’d believe her. He probably wouldn’t, but that wouldn’t stop her from trying. 

          WITH A SCOFF, Sirius just crossed his arms. “Now, that’s not fair,” he said with an over dramatic pout. He raised an eyebrow as she answered his question. “In order to completely forget about it, right?” he teased, chuckling slightly as he allowed his body to relax. He’d never get tired of this friendship that they had. She was one of the few people that he felt he could still get away with this around. Her next words caused his eyebrow to raise in pure judgement. “That is the absolute lamest thing I have ever heard come out of your mouth,” he told her, shaking his head. 

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ofbeater·:

raising an eyebrow at him, octavia can’t help but be sceptical of the familiar grin on his lips. “dunno if ya heard, but i’m out for the count.” she mutters, fork moving her food around the plate. “so, better go get someone else.”

          HER WORDS STARTLED him. “I-I’m sorry. What do you mean by ‘out’?” he asked in complete shock. He had no idea how to respond to one of his own housemates not wanting to do something just for the hell of it. “Do you have better plans for the weekend or something?” he asked with a raised eyebrow, glaring curiously at her.

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(· @allaircss· ):

for  two  people  who  had  spent  a  large  portion  of  the  summer  together  on  the  lam ,  ellie  had  seen  surprisingly  little  of  sirius  in  the  intervening  months .  or  rather ,  what  others  would  term  surprisingly  little  as ,  on  ellie’s  part  at  least ,  it  had  been  entirely  intentional .  but  she  still  flashed  a  smile  as  sirius  sat  opposite  her .  “  i  take  it  you’re  wanting  something ?  ”

          HER QUESTION RECEIVED a simple nod as he smiled at the blonde. “A few things actually,” he admitted with his grin still in tact. While he did want someone to fool around with for the weekend, he had also had a few other ideas come to mind when he saw her familiar silhouette. “It’s been a while, and I thought we should catch up for starters,” he told her bluntly.

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Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs

Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief Makers

Sometimes in our lives, we all have pain We all have sorrow But if we are wise We know that there’s always tomorrow

Lean on me, when you’re not strong And I’ll be your friend I’ll help you carry on For it won’t be long ‘Til I’m gonna need;

Somebody to lean on

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( @reg-arcturus· ):

attempting to soak up a few stray rays of sunshine was meant to be a treat - something to enjoy, something to soothe the soul. naturally, the universe - and sirius - had other plans, grinding regulus’ soothing moment to a screeching halt with one syllable and a grin. “uh…” he started, eyeing the other boy suspiciously, “you lost, si?” it wasn’t that he was disappointed to see sirius, really, or even that he didn’t care… that look of his promised trouble, and, truthfully, regulus wasn’t sure he wanted any part of it.  “why are you looking at me like that? what did you do?”

          THE LOOK ON his brother’s face never got old. He knew that Reg had always been the better son, but that had never stopped Sirius, especially not now that his family didn’t seem to care that he was gone. “Am I not allowed to smile at my baby brother?” he asked sweetly, just trying to get the other to play along even a little. With a shrug of his shoulder, he finally graced the second question with an answer. “I haven’t done anything... yet,” he beamed.

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(· @mvrleymk· ):

THE BEAUTIFUL THING about this friendship, this wonderful connection, the brilliance that was the duo of sirius black and marlene mckinnon? their taste for recklessness, their strive for semi controlled chaos. merlin must’ve known that putting both marlene and sirius together would do nothing but induce grief into everyone around them and yet, here they are. when he sat across from her, all she had to do was looking at him, take into account the smile on his face, and she knew. “what’re we doing today?” 

          HE KNEW THAT he could always count on Marlene, and Sirius was incredibly grateful for that. Making himself a bit more comfortable, the wizard began to speak with his hands. “Well, we have the whole weekend, so I was thinking that we either just start doing whatever comes to mind until we run out of time, or we actually spend tonight planning the best prank of our lives,” he rambled happily. 

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( @emisgreen· ):

。·:✧:· A BOOK IN in her lap, one full of so much color and excitement, Emilia wasn’t expecting anyone to bother her. In fact, most people didn’t, because they knew she was quiet and knew she liked her books. But on some occasion, she was mistaken for other people. And today, when that kid Sirius Black sat across from her, Emilia slowly lifted her head up, unsure of why he was sitting across from her. He definitely wasn’t the type of guy that would usually sit across from her. “Hi? Did you lose something or you want me to be your wing woman for one of your friends? That’s got to be it, right? ‘cause you really didn’t come here to talk to me. There’s no way.”

          AS SHE SPOKE to him, his smirk only grew. “Wing woman? Now there’s an idea,” he beamed back at her with a wink. He hadn’t really talked to the girl before, but he was already impressed with what she could come up with on such short notice. “Why shouldn’t I come talk to you though? You look like you’re not doing anything important, and I need some help,” he tried to explain.

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( @oflunarism· ):

“Maybe you should try and find James or Peter?” he suggested. He didn’t want to sound or seem distant. Especially not when it came to his boys. But today was just one of those days when he felt constantly tired. Like he couldn’t keep his eyes open. “I just wanna read my book” he whined and pouted. 

          “BUT YOU’RE THE first one I found,” he retorted quickly with his smirk still in tact. There was times that Sirius hated having to twist Remus’s arm to do these kinds of things with him, but there were also times where the challenge was half of the fun. Right now, it was fortunately the latter. “Books are boring, Moony,” he said, rolling his eyes. “Come on. Your book will always be there. The key to the potions cupboard won’t,” he ended with a wink.

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( @dcrcaas· ):

“well, that’s dangerous.” she interjected teasingly before he continued, lips curling into a smirk. when sirius said he had some kind of plan, it could land anywhere on the spectrum. more often than not, doe had no idea what would come out of his mouth but somehow that made it all the more intriguing. her eyes narrowed slightly when he asked, her assumptions about what he was thinking now going in a million different directions. “it might have some influence but i think we both know i’m in no matter what it is.”

          HIS EYES WIDENED as he heard her words. “Oh good,” he grinned again with a sigh of relief. The thoughts that had just come to mind were ones that he wasn’t sure he should reveal just yet, but he definitely had a few other ideas that they could start off with. “Well, do you have any plans for the night? I need to know what kind of time crunch I’m working with here,” he began to explain.

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(· @bellblack· ):

。·:✧:· STROKING THE SOFT tuft of hair on the small stuffed giraffe’s head, Bellatrix couldn’t help but giggle to herself, not realizing her cousin stood in front of her. Narrowing her eyes, she looked at him, knowing full well that her parents expected her to hate him and shun him from her life, but in that moment, she couldn’t bring herself to, because in all honesty, she’d liked having him around as a kid. Why should it be different now? “How is he strange? I think he’s a muggle animal. He’s so cute!” Bellatrix stated, holding the giraffe out in front of him, shaking his little head. “I’ve always wanted something like this, but it’s not dark enough and quite frankly childish, but I’m alone now, so no one can judge me!” she practically snapped. “Except you. DON’T tell anyone, okay?” She’d been acting strange, that much she knew, but she quite honestly didn’t care.

          HIS SMILE TWISTED into one of confusion as he just nodded at her. “Uh-huh,” he muttered, taking a step closer so he could eye the creature a bit more easily. “I don’t understand muggle creatures to tell you the truth,” he admitted with a sigh before shrugging his shoulders. “Oh, I’ll judge you for the rest of your life,” he replied with a bit of a chuckle. “What are you going to do with one of those things anyway?” he asked curiously.

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(· @dclcres· ):

“i still can’t believe that muggle studies is even a class you can take as an o.w.l. what’s the point?” dolores rolled her eyes without caring if anyone around her heard. “like anyone in our world cares what muggles are doing. can you imagine spending your entire day learning about them? you might as well just admit you do nothing and your research,” she raised her hands to make air quotes around the word, “is worthless. and yet, i’m supposed to receive a grade for it?”

         HIS HANDS WERE shoved into his pockets as he listened to her ramble on again. This was one of those times that Sirius didn’t know why he bothered, yet here he was. As she asked her final question, the Gryffindor paused before responding. “Are you finished yet?” he asked with a smug grin before continuing without an answer anyway. “Personally, that’s exactly the reason it’s useful. Not all wizards would expect us to use muggle tactics for things,” he retorted.

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( @ofprewetts· ):

“sirius.” he raises an eyebrow, the look on the boys face far too familiar. he’d avoided trouble more than usual lately, trying to keep his nose clean for eve’s sake. but, he was itching for some fun, and it seemed his mate already had an idea brewing. “wha’s up?”

         AS SOON AS he had the other male’s attention, Sirius made himself comfortable. “Well, I was thinking that we should go do something fun, maybe invite a few more people,” he said, smirk still plastered on his face. “If you could go anywhere in the castle, where would you go?” he asked curiously.

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(· @ofjustprongs· ):

━☆ﾟ.*·。ﾟON A PARTICULARLY sunny afternoon, James found himself sitting out in the grass, in the middle of the courtyard with his textbooks all around him. He’d been trying to write this essay for days and couldn’t find the strength to actually do it. But finally with a little sunshine, he began. Just as he finished his last sentence, and his hand started to cramp up, he saw none other than his best friend sit down across from him, that famous Sirius Black grin on his face. “You have perfect timing, Pads. I think my brain just exploded from school. Please tell me you’ve got a plan or at least an idea of what mayhem we’re gonna cause. I need to use my brain for something good.”

         “SCHOOL?” HE ASKED, as his face faded momentarily. “You mean you were actually studying?” he asked, looking around. His face scrunched in confusion, but he quickly shrugged it off. As soon as James finished his thought, Sirius’s smile had reappeared. “That’s more like it,” he beamed, punching his leg lightly. “Well there’s always my go-to list, but I was thinking we should try something a bit different tonight. Possibly do something that would last the whole weekend,” he smirked.

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(· @dcrcaas· ):

dorcas was enjoying the small amount of down-time she had on fridays before the other girls were out of class. she was reviewing some notes that madam pomfrey had given her as a way to get ready to help out in the hospital wing when all of a sudden she could feel a mischievous aura come into play. glancing up, doe’s eyes met sirius’s - should’ve known. “sirius” she said as a greeting and acknowledgement that she knew he had something up his sleeve. placing the parchment down, dorcas let her curiosity get the better of her. “i know that look. what are you planning?”

         THE WAY SHE said his name just made his smile even wider. It was as if he had the green light to give her any idea that he wanted now, and he couldn’t be happier. “Well, I’ve been thinking,” he began, tracing his finger along the wall next to him. He had several ideas for the night, but after spotting her, his thoughts had begun to shift to a few other options as well. “Wait. Does your answer depend on what my plan is?” he asked curiously, eyeing her over while he paused.

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( @oflunarism· ):

He was doing his old, familiar routine. Reading, sitting in his own little corner of the castle. He would much rather stay in his bubble forever, away from hurt and pain and anxiety. He would much rather be in the world of the book he was reading, forget everything about the reality he lived in. But his focused was disturbed when he heard a familiar voice. “What now?”

         HIS SMIRK ONLY grew as he gazed upon the uncertainty in his friend’s face. “I need to do something fun,” he beamed as he looked over Remus. Usually, he would roll his eyes at his reading, but he was too giddy at the current moment to do so. “Come on, mate. Don’t you want to do something that people can write about instead of only reading about it?” he said, similarly to the argument he made every time that he tried to get Moony into one of his schemes.

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          FOR A FRIDAY, Sirius felt as if there wasn’t much to do. That needed to change as soon as humanly possible. The gears were already turning in his head as to what he wanted to entertain himself with, but he desperately needed a partner in crime. After all, any plan was more fun with more people. Walking around the castle, the young man finally found someone he thought would be up for a bit of fun. Sitting down across from his target, Sirius simply smiled. “Hey,” he beamed with his infamous mischievous grin.

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( male | he/him | alden ehrenreich ) —— isn’t that SIRIUS BLACK? yeah that is them, sitting there at the GRYFFINDOR table with those other SIXTH years. when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers, she sees a black dog, broomsticks, butterbeer, a black sheep, long, black drapes, heavy rainfall against a window, and laughter with running footsteps. anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty CLEVER, WITTY, and IMPULSIVE. apparently they’re a MEMBER OF FOR THE LIGHT and PUREBLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related. —— [ megan : est : 29 : she/her ]

Growing up as a Black, Sirius has had almost everything handed to him, and he always took pride in being the oldest male. However, as he did get older and began to think of things differently, with the help of James and Remus, Sirius realized that his family values were not as pure as he had been led to believe.

In the end of his fifth year, Sirius was approached by Dumbledore to make a decision. The once Black heir gave it no second thought when he agreed, but that decision cost him his home only weeks later. Seeking refuge with his best friend, Sirius has had to make many changes in how he views the world and his place in it.

He has a few classes that he enjoys, but for the most part, his free time is spent planning pranks or creating wide-ranged distractions. More often than not, Sirius prefers to pull his friends into the mess along with him before thinking of the possible repercussions.

His family was so important to him that he still tries to maintain the relationships of his brother and cousins as much as possible. Only time will tell if he can keep them.

Relationships outside of his closest friends and family are almost nonexistent. Sirius refuses to get too close out of fear of losing someone else or out of fear that he might hurt them. He never goes out of his way for others unless he has a great reason to do so.