Grey eyes. Oh how beautiful Sirius's gray eyes were. Ooh, and that sexy black hair framing his face.
Sirius stood at the mirror, admiring himself per usual. Practicing a Flynn Rider-like facial expression, the animagus perfected the look he gave the ladies of Hogwarts. Or, at least, perfected more than it already was.
The only person who is as hot as me, Sirius thought to himself, tossing his hair. Is Remus Lupin.
Realizing what he had just thought, Sirius shook his head. "No, no, that's not what I meant!" he told his reflection. "I don't think of Remus like that.....no.". His reflection just gave him a pointed look, like yeah, SURE....
Giving his hair one last run through with his fingers, Sirius abandoned the bathroom. He looked absolutely stunning anyway, but he felt a certain comfort in confiding in his reflection.
Sirius stepped out into the common room.
"Hey, Pads, what took you so long?" James Potter, Sirius's best mate, asked jokingly. "Putting on makeup?"
Sirius swatted James in annoyance. "I don't put on makeup, Prongs," he insisted.
James rolled his eyes. "You take longer than Lily Evans to get ready, I swear," James said.
"How do you know how long Evans takes?" Sirius inquired. "You stalker."
"I have the bloody invisibility cloak for a reason, Pads," James replied, shutting the door to the bathroom.
