—“Come on..”

Sirus’s voice still holds that cocky tone it usually does. You adore his voice , usually willing to listen to it for hours . But right now — it’s the last thing you want to hear.

Aroujd two days ago, the Maraunders thought it would be absolutely hilarious to lock you inside of a broom closet for 3 hours, making sure you didn’t have you wand before you went in.

Unsure of what possessed them to do a such thing in the first place , you were left wanting to know why out of all people - Sirius didn’t help you. He’s your boyfriend, he should’ve stopped them. But he didn’t , he laughed along with the other boys and locked you in there.

His hand reaches out to attempt to push a loose strand of hair behind you ear , but you quickly doge his hand , making his eyebrows furrow slightly out of confusion.

—“It was just a prank, you know that.”