sirius gripped the red cup he had been drinking from, his eyes trained on his best-friend with laughs emitting from her lips, and sending death glares at the slytherin boy who was causing such pretty sounds. if there was anything the raven haired boy did not care for, it was slytherins - especially slytherins who had their arms around /his/ friend. and perhaps that was why he couldn’t stop himself from walking over, etching a fake smile across his face as he reached the pair, carelessly slinging an arm across ari’s shoulder. “hate to interrupt all the fun that seems to be happening, but i need to tear this one away for a bit … need to keep her in check, yeah?”
