𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

Letters

Sirius hasn't been answering your letters all summer so you decide to pay him a visit at Grimmauld Place

Warnings: slight angst, mentions of Sirius' crappy family life but no real details

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a/n: this was requested on tumblr an embarrassingly long time ago but I finally got to it (ironically when i'm super stressed and busy lmao)

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Even though you and your boyfriend had spent the better part of the last month of school talking about how you can still stay in touch over the break, Sirius hadn't responded to a single one of your letters so far this summer. You've sent at least two per week for a whole month and they've all gone unanswered.

All kinds of thoughts were digging into your mind as to why this was happening, all of them increasing in intensity the more you let things spiral.

He's run off with some pureblood girl his parents set him up with. No, he's just been lying to you about liking you for months. He's so relieved to be out of your presence. What if something really bad happened to him?!

But you knew Sirius, you knew yourself, and you knew that these thoughts were only going to get more unrealistic the more you let them fester undealt with. So, you decided the best thing to do was run off and pay your boyfriend a visit.

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You hadn't brought anything other than your wand—which was concealed in your boot—and two sturdy books on your venture to visit Sirius. They were inconspicuous enough so as to not grab any attention from muggles, but effective at what you needed to do.

After making sure no one was around to see what you were about to do, you placed the two books on the ground and planted a foot on each one, then pulled your wand out from your left shoe and cast a simple levitation spell on each one. It was tough to keep your balance, but you held onto Sirius' windowsill so it would be easier to stay in one place.

Sure enough, there he was when you looked into his room. You tapped on the pane of glass separating you two to get his attention and it worked; just as quickly as he turned to face the window, he stood up and rushed to open it for you.

"What are you doing here?!" Sirius asked, holding your hand to help you inside.

You shrugged like it was obvious. "You weren't answering any of my letters. I wanted to make sure everything was okay."

He looked back at you, defeated. He slumped down on his bed, and you watched him feeling nothing but worry.

"I'm so sorry, love." Sirius mumbled sadly. "I wanted to, I really did. I just get so stressed when I'm with my family and then writing back slips my mind. Then the more I leave writing to you, I just feel more guilty and I just feel bad writing back at all."

Instead of a verbal response, you embraced your boyfriend in a tight hug, knowing this is definitely the most loving interaction he's had since you parted ways at the train station a month ago.

"It's okay. I understand now that you've told me." You told him. "Do you want me to stay here, Siri?"

He looked at you with teary eyes. "Yeah, as long as we don't do anything to get caught by my parents."

"Okay, I'll stay as long as you promise me one thing."

He looked up at you, slightly confused, as you brushed your fingers through the silky hair you missed all summer. "What is it?"

"No more one-sided communication. Even if it's just you sending back letters complaining about your family. I want to hear from my boyfriend when we're apart."

He pulled your hand down from the top of his head and brought it down to his lips so he could kiss your palm before answering. "Promise, my dear. I'll start writing one right now if you'd like."

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