Sirius Black who goes to the gay bar every night dressed head to toe in danger. Spend a moment thinking about it—i'm talking skirts and smokey eyeshadow and big leather jackets and a slutty waist under that crop top and hair still crunchy from gelled curls
Everyone thinks he comes every night so that people will look at him, and he does get looks
But Sirius comes every night to peak over the shoulder of the person he is making out with—and stare at the bartender, Remus Lupin











