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♛ sirius black ♛ GRYFFINDOR 6th year 17 years old. If they don't have your back and support you then they're not your family. No matter how similar your frowney face is.

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desmondmurphy:

Honestly, Murphy couldn’t imagine that anyone would use an empty classroom for anything in particular. Maybe to get homework done without getting disturbed, but anything else? So she didn’t quite catch Sirius’ tone. At least she didn’t understand it. Probably for the better. “I’m always a really good friend. A great one acctually. Except from when I forgot your birthday, but that’s a long time ago now, and…” She was starting one of her usual awkard ramblings about completely irrelevant stuff, but his hand around her waist made her fall out of it. “Wh… no, I don’t, but… well, not exactly a boyfriend, but I kind of have a thing with someone, you know? I’m flattered, I really am, but this is a bad idea, and…” She stuttered, only now understanding the look in his eyes, rising an eyebrow at him in confusion. “Sirius Black, what exactly is going on?”

“A long time ago, but it will never be forgotten, Murphy. So technically you owe me one,” he concluded. His eyebrows shot up in surprise when she mentioned she had a thing with someone - not because she wasn’t girlfriend material or anything, because she absolutely was, but it was Murphy. He couldn’t remember if she’d ever had a boyfriend before. “Wait. What? Who’s the bloke? Do I know him? Or her. If you swing that way.” Almost forgetting about his escape from the desperate girl, he quickly remembered it when Murphy used not just one, but two of his names. “Oh, erh.. There was just this ... misunderstanding. To put it like that. Nothing to worry about, really. Just .. walk with me.”

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tclkclot:

“No, that’s not a good enough. You only asked for toast, so that’s all I’m going to bring you and that’s that.” Lucinda said firmly. She pulled a textbook from her bag and flipped it open on her lap, a quill poised in her other hand, making a good show of concentrating but having Sirius as company was more distracting than she’d bargained for. “Well good for you, but some of us actually worry about their future. Y’know, have a goal in mind, try to work towards it? I suppose sleeping’s still more important to you though.”

“Worth a shot,” he said and shrugged. Had it been one of his friends who’d denied him the sweet taste of pepperoni, he wouldn’t have given up so fast, but with Lucinda he didn’t want to pick a fight. Not right now, at least, but maybe another day when he was bored. “Yeah? And? You say that like I don’t have a goal and don’t work towards anything. It’s just much more comfortable to sleep, and besides, how can I be the best version of me when I don’t get my beauty sleep?”

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marlencm:

Marlene huffed at his words- he didn’t even get her jokes anymore. Or maybe she was saying them with such violent vibe that he didn’t even knew they were jokes anymore, she was known to have sligthly darker jokes. She always used to have a familiar feeling when around him, it was like jumping off a high cliff into the ocean- terrified to jump into the water, but when you do, you feel safe and you feel like you’re invincible like you can do it over and over again. But, right now, it only felt like being terrified to jump off and it was irritating. And frustrating.

‘ I didn’t actually meant-’ Marlene started to protest, but Madam Pince was already ushing them to leave and she rolled her eyes at the other as she picked up her parchment and her quill, stuffing the latter into the pocket; she showed the middle finger to a couple younger students who stared at her as she walked towards the door. Once outside, she almost bumped into him as he stopped. She stopped as well, throwing yet another glare in his direction. ‘ You seem to get other’s sign pretty fucking well. Why can’t you tell shit to my face? I didn’t mean to insult you, in Merlin’s saggy balls! You know you’re one of the few people I trust! You could have come to me and talk about it instead of wandering off like the arsehole you are! I’m not the only one who screwed-up here for fuck’s sake!’

This potions project was doomed, but this was the last of his concerns right now. Marlene and him had been fighting before - friends do that - but as far as he could remember, it had never reached a level this low. This had been going on for weeks, and in all honesty, he missed her. He just wasn't going to be the first one to come crawling back. The fault was both of theirs, or hers, but it definitely wasn't his. Remus often said Sirius was too stubborn for his own good, and he didn't agree with that either.

Sirius snorted at her reply - which turned into a longer rant he tried to interrupt, but was cut off. Frustrated (because on some level he knew she was at least partially right), he stuffed his quill and ink bottle in his pocket so one of his arms were free. Not using his arms when he talked was close to impossible. "Others signs? You mean when they crawl around me and almost eat my face? Yeah, those hints are very difficult to decipher," he snarled sarcastically. He wanted to say he trusts her too, but the words wouldn't leave his mouth. Instead; "You never came talking to me either! And I never said anything mean to you, or to anyone else about you, I just hooked up with someone that- someone! Last time I checked, that's not illegal and not a reason for a friend to get pissed off like that."

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rcgulusblxek:

Regulus had been going out of his was this past semester to avoid his brother, and he’d done a pretty good job of it, as well. He thought maybe Sirius would do the same, but after seeing him walk past him again, and again, and again, before actually stopping, he felt himself growing angry. What right did he have to talk to him? “What, you mean this one?” he asked, holding up the book Sirius requested. “Sorry, haven’t seen it,” he muttered, looking back into his books. 

A humorless chuckle escaped Sirius’ lips as Regulus shifted focus back to his books. Of course, he should have expected his brother’s behavior to be something like that. Expecting a friendly Regulus would be like expecting a Snape with beautiful and clean hair. In other words - stupid. “Come on, Reggie. I don’t want to be here, you don’t want me to be here... Just give me the stupid book, yeah?”

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pettigrins:

Peter looked after him and nodded his head fast. “O-oh,” he stammered. “Okay, um, yeah,” he said, cheeks pink from the kissing comment. He hurried up two steps behind Sirius and walked over to his trunk immediately. He pulled out a little bundle wrapped in fabric. “Don’t…don’t tell Moony I have all this chocolate, alright?” he told Sirius. “I’ve been…saving it, I guess…the firewhiskey, though.” He pulled the bottle from the sock it was hidden in. “I don’t…got any glasses.”

Not bothering to wait for Peter to follow, Sirius walked up the stairs to their dormitory. Thankfully it was empty - Kingsley was never around much anyway when there was a chance the rest of them would be - and Sirius sat down on his bed, watching his friend. "I wouldn't dream of it. Though he might already know, I'm convinced that nose of his can smell chocolate a mile away," he said, drawing the corner of his mouth upwards, almost like a smile. "Glasses? Come on." He pulled his trunk out from under his bed, grabbed two clean socks and concentrated for a second before transfiguring them into a beautiful glass for each of them. "But don't break it, I need that sock."

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Sirius rolled his eyes, as loud and visible as he could. While doing so he too noticed some heads turning their way. Instead of ignoring them he stared back until they turned back again to whatever they were doing before deciding to be nosy. He turned sharply to Marlene again. “What? What are you on about? I never said you have a dick only that you’re behaving like one. I don’t care if you have a dick, but it doesn’t have anything to do with this conversation!” What a strange thing to bring up during a fight. If she did have a dick Sirius never knew anything about it, but that didn’t make him less interested in Marlene. He meant what he said, it didn’t matter to him if she had a dick or not. Dicks could be cool.

Anyway. “Your friend only dumped you because he thought you thought he was a stupid sack of potatoes who wasn’t good for anything more than a hookup! And not with you, because I can only have the braindead little- what?” he almost barked at Madam Pince, who was glaring at the two of them. “Out! Out of my library! Yelling and shouting is strictly forbidden!” Sirius grumbled and gathered his stuff. Marlene’s last words kept ringing in his ears and he hurried out of the library, his things just a mess in his arms. Once they were out, and out of sight from the librarian, he quickly turned to Marlene again, ready to continue where they left off. “What fucking signs were you talking about? Why can’t you just say shit to my fucking face?”

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– ; Regulus was sitting in the corner of the library, nose deep in four books. It was only the very start of the second semester, but he knew if he wanted to keep up his outstanding-only record of grades when the O.W.Ls started he had to start as early as possible. But he’d been buried in these books for more than three hours now without a break and he was getting tired. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, but stopped when he felt someone standing there, watching him. “Can I help you?” 

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When Sirius agreed to get a book form the library for their transfiguration homework he thought he’d be able to get the book, turn around and head straight back to the Gryffindor common room. Seeing his brother in the library instead of the book was not a part of his plan. When he walked past Regulus for the third time he simply stopped and stared at him. “Oh, not really. Unless you can tell me where ‘Disguise yourself with transfiguration’ is.”

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tclkclot:

“Fine, it’s a-” deal, Lucinda meant to say, but she cut herself off before she could finish the sentence. “Pepperoni?” She exclaimed. “Sirius, it’s 4.00, where on earth do you think I’m going to find pepperoni?” Lucinda had all but sprung out of her seat, but before she could allow Sirius to get the best of her, she sat back down firmly, making herself comfortable in the room he’d made for her. “Studying. Is that not a concept you’re familiar with?”

“What?” he shot back, a confused look on his face. Sometimes he forgot not everyone kept sneaking around the school like he and his friends did. “I want pepperoni. I’m not asking for the philosopher’s stone.” When Lucinda for a second got up he was tempted to spread out again, but before he could act she sat down again. Shame. “Huh. Yeah, I’m familiar with it. I just prefer sleeping.”

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pettigrins:

Peter gasped quietly when he heard Sirius’ voice. He turned around, cheeks a bit pink as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Sh-shit, sorry,” he stammered. “Thought you was Moony.” Peter listened to Sirius and looked around them. Surely there was someone much more fun or exciting than Peter who Sirius would like to hang out with. And yet…here they were. Peter nodded his head fast, then immediately stopped, fearing he would look too eager. “Okay,” he answered. “I, uh…okay. Are…you’re alright, yeah? I got firewhiskey. And…and some sweets my mum sent over.”

“Don’t worry ‘bout it, mate.” Sirius barely listened to what Peter was saying. He rarely felt as off as he did today, and he just wanted to get back to the dorm. Perhaps dragging Peter along wasn’t the best idea, but too late to take it back. And perhaps it was good to have someone with him who would stop him from doing too stupid shit. Well, try to stop him at least. “You’ve got firewhiskey and sweets? That’s everything I’m craving. That and toast. So if you have that too I’ll bloody kiss you,” he joked and motioned for Peter to follow him upstairs, completely ignoring the question if he was alright.

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tclkclot:

Lucinda sat down in the small spot he’d made for her with a loud humph. “No.” She replied grumpily, echoing his own words. “Look, if you just give me ten minutes to sit comfortably I’ll bring you some toast. How’s that sound?”

Sirius sighed loudly, making it very clear that this was a difficult situation for him. One option involved having to move, but he'd get food. The other was not moving, but also no food. With what seemed to be a big struggle, he sat up and gave her some space. "Fine. I want a double toast with ham and pepperoni and lots of cheese. --- What're you doing anyway?"

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marlencm:

‘ Shut up, Black.’ she sneered at the other, a frown in place as she tried to concentrate on blocking him out of her mind she shouldn’t be letting him get to her; he was annoying. So annoying that it made her want to grab his face and smash it against the table. Hard. But, no matter her thoughts he was her friend, yellings and insults including. ‘ I already know I’m fantastic, but it’s not everyday I’m made a whore and a slut- I think they mean basically the same thing, but they’re brainless so…’

Her face sligthly became whiter at his words, her teasing voice was long gone and she couldn’t think of a single sarcastic comment, she was done; her hand clenched hard around the quill and she was this close in getting up and leave. But, she was no quiter. ‘ Because you said we were there as fucking friends!’ she raise her voice higher this time, not thinking of the consequences in that second. ‘So, I made jokes and comments of how I would have treated a friend! And you don’t have to speak because you are the one who freakin’ sucked faces with-ugh I don’t even know how to call that! You’re just a bloody coward blaming it all on me.’

So far they had both done a good job staying quiet enough for Madam Pince, but it would most likely change soon. Both Gryffindors grew more annoyed and angry with the other by the second, and none of them were afraid of being heard, to put it that way. "Hey- don't call them brainless. Some of them pass like half of their classes." He also didn't agree with Marlene being a whore or slut, but ... he could tell her that another day.

Sirius gaped at Marlene, but the expression was soon replaced with an angry glare. "We were there as friends! So why couldn't you just say that, huh? Say we were there as friends and leave. Why'd you have to be a dick about it instead and say ... all that shit?" He didn't want to repeat all the things he'd overheard - it would make him feel too much like a little pathetic school girl or boy who carried grudges forever. "A coward?" he nearly shouted, clearly offended. "I'm not a fucking coward, McKinnon. If anyone's a coward it's you. --- So what if I made out with someone? Thought we were there as friends? And besides didn't you say you would never be "one of those girls" doing that with me?"

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desmondmurphy:

He was running from something. Murphy could easily tell as she heard Sirius yell her name, automatically looking over his shoulder as he approached. Sirius Black could be running from a lot of things, and after knowing him for six years, Murphy was well aware that she should be on guard in case he was running from a pissed off Filch, or something worse. As she couldn’t see the school caretaker or any other dangers however, she raised an eyebrow towards Sirius, grinning. “I was headed to the common room, but something tells me I’m about to change those plans. Come on, walk with me.” She answered, already grabbing his wrist, pulling him with her in the opposite direction of whatever he was running from. Prepared to give him an alibi for whatever crime he probably just committed. “What exactly did you do this time though?”

"The common room? Uh- not the worst option, but perhaps we could ... find an empty classroom?" he suggested, though making it clear in his tone that he didn't mean for them to find a classroom and do what plenty of other people used empty classrooms for. "Or just walk. I think that'll work to. Just ... be a really good friend, yeah?" He smiled as she took his wrist, but when he vaguely heard running longer down the halls he wriggles his hand out of her grip and placed his arm around her waist. Simultaneously, he sent her a look that said 'please just go with it' - then grinned. "What did I do? Oh, sweetie, I didn't do anything. I'd never break a rule. Now, you don't have a boyfriend do you? This is important."

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When crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, it’s ‘intelligent’ and ‘really cool’ but when I do it I’m ‘petty’ and ‘need to move on’.

Sirius Black (via incorrectmarauderquotes)

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jtraversrp:

“And here I thought you were finally starting to grow up and care about someone other than your little boyfriends,” John said before taking out a tissue and blowing his nose. “I think I’m good here, though. Maybe you should leave, since you seem to be so bothered by me. Besides, the sight of you is making me sick,” he concluded, fake sneezing right on Sirius.

“No, why would I want to do that? That doesn’t sound like much fun. Especially not the grow up-part. I prefer doing whatever I want and only taking care of my little boyfriends, as you so neatly put it,” Sirius replied smugly. “I could, but then I’d have to move, and--- Ew! Mate, what the hell?” Sirius jumped up when John fake sneezed on him. “Gross. What if I’d gotten some snake slime on me? I don’t think that shit comes off.”

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marlencm:

‘So people would actually understand? You’re the only one who ever had trouble understanding me.’ Marlene feels her blood boiling as she snaps back at him- her voice wasn’t hushed as it was supposed to be in a library, but it wasn’t as loud as usually;yet. She had a feeling he’ll drive her mad. She narrowed an eyebrow at his words. ‘ Of course I find them phatetic, they trail after you like rabbits. And they talk shit about me just because I’m bloody seating at a table with you.’ Not like she had ever cared about that, no comment from a stranger coul get to her. From her friends, however: it’d ruin her.

Another deadly glance was thrown into his direction and this time she responded quickly as if to prove her point, head moving up from the parchment, her hand wrapping tigther around the quill. ‘ My memory is just fine, thank you very much, Potion Master.’ She wasn’t going to go down the way and be just as idiotic as him to call herself good at Potions, she knew she wasn’t bad. ‘ Yes,we did- now shut up and let me formulate the making.’ She started writting, but his words kept ringing into her head and she couldn’t concentrate much.‘ Wait-’ her head shot up from the parchment.’-the option or going alone: I said that at the party, that’s why you’re acting like a dick? Because I invented a bloody excuse?’

“Maybe because I’m the only one here, McKinnon? That thought ever occur to you?” There sure was a pattern that whenever he got in a fight with any of his friends he jumped to their last name instead of using their first name or nickname. If to distance himself more, prove that he’s annoyed with them or any other reason, he wasn’t quite sure. Maybe a mix of them. Sirius rolled his eyes when Marlene talked about “his girls”. “Listen, hate to tell you, but that’s not why they talk shit about you,” he said in a low mumble, though his tone sharp. He didn’t even know if they talked shit, let alone why, but he was just done at this moment. 

Since Sirius was very childish he tried to shield himself from her new death glare with his hand. As if that would block it out. The glare wasn’t new to him at all, and he could almost feel it burn through his hand. He rolled his eyes, which she naturally could not see as he covered his face with his hand. As she stared writing, he took down his hand, thinking she was done fighting for just a short while. But alas. His head shot up with hers. “What? --- What? Right, because now that you know I heard you you’ll say you “invented” it. Why the bloody hell would you need to invent an excuse anyway?” He wanted to ask if she was embarrased to be seen with him, which he sort of doubted, but if it was true then he didn’t want to know.

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tclkclot:

Lucinda folded her arms across her chest when she found Sirius sprawled across a couch in the library. “Take as long as you need but can you just… scoot? Just a little. You can keep sleeping if you want to I just need somewhere to sit.”

“No,” he muttered, but moved just enough so there was enough space for her to sit next to his head - his legs were dangling off the edge of the couch. “This enough for you?”

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rcmslupin:

Remus could do nothing other than shake his head, cross his arms before his chest and fight off the urge to smile at his mischievous friend. “Sirius– I didn’t tell you of the existence of the prefects bathroom so you could take a rather large bubble bath and fall asleep in it.” In his attempt to act stern, Remus often failed when it came to his friends – it was difficult for the young man to say no. “That is unsafe as can be, to fall asleep in a body of water– what if I hadn’t woken you? What if you D R O W N E D ? Hm? What then?” Since the others had plastered themselves into his life, and decided that they would remain, the thought of losing any one of them was a bitter one indeed. 

With another groan, Sirius raised his head again and looked up at his friend with only one eye half open. “I thought this was the whole purpose of this room.” With his elbows on the edge of the pool he dragged himself a bit further up, and eventually opened both eyes. “I had my arms over the water, on the edge. Plus, I knew you’d come rescue me if too much time went by. So - you coming in, or not?”