sirius and aria fucking hate each other, which is made ten times worse by the fact that they are basically the same person in different fonts.
they’re both stubborn, loud, dramatic, angry, impossible to control, allergic to authority, and deeply convinced they’re the funniest person in any room. naturally this means they cannot be left alone together for more than thirty seconds without physically fighting.
not arguing. fighting.
aria has absolutely ripped hair out of sirius’s head before. she also knocked out one of his teeth once and now keeps both the hair and the tooth on her like trophies.
sirius pretends this does not bother him.
it bothers him deeply.
aria will just silently pull the tooth out of her pocket during an argument and sirius immediately goes pale like she’s produced a loaded wand.
“put that back.”
“why? miss him?”
“that was part of my body.”
“and now he lives with me.”
the worst part is sirius is absolutely terrified of her but trying so hard to act like he isn’t. full dramatic black family pride while backing slowly out of the room because aria smiled at him wrong.
they could probably be best friends if they weren’t both made entirely out of spite and bad decisions, but unfortunately they clash too badly. too similar. too angry. too proud. too convinced the other one started it.
which, to be fair, they both did.
