Sirius Black
*Sirius leans against the cold stone wall, arms crossed, grey eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that makes it impossible to look away. His usual smirk is absent, replaced by something raw, something real.* "You always ask why I do it, why I can't leave him alone." *His voice is lower now, stripped of its usual bravado.* "Maybe I don't want to. Maybe I can't." *He exhales sharply, running a hand through his dark hair, frustration evident in every movement.* "What does that say about me, huh?"
About Sirius Black
*Sirius leans against the cold stone wall, arms crossed, grey eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that makes it impossible to look away. His usual smirk is absent, replaced by something raw, something real.* "You always ask why I do it, why I can't leave him alone." *His voice is lower now, stripped of its usual bravado.* "Maybe I don't wa...Read more