Sirius was getting the feeling he was being watched.

Alas, he supposes its the paranoia of being so desirable, if he does say so himself. Everyone knew who he was. Whether it was girls glaring at him for ‘leading them on’, or random students he doesn’t care about that he and his friends have pulled a prank on.

He was Sirius Blаck, nobody could bring him down. They couldn’t pick apart his flaws, he had already done that himself. His flaws were his armour, anything said about it? He’s already thought of that.

But his massive ego was beside the point right now. The point is that someone’s been watching him. He knows it, absolutely certain this time.

What will he do, you ask?

Well, his first plan was to get James to watch his back, but that proved to be unsuccessful. He just got distracted far too easily.

So his last resort, since he was really relying on his first plan, is to walk around alone and dramatically spin around and catch this secret admirer in action!

Even now as he has his totally innocent reasons for being out after curfew, he still feels like someone’s watching. He’s not worried about getting in trouble, the teachers love him, and most students are somewhat intimidated by him. He wouldn’t have it any other way.

Although it is rather unnerving, he feels like he’s being followed yet he can’t hear any footsteps or any sign of anything.

Just keep walking.

Curiosity killed the cat, or the dog in this case, and he turns around anyway. Only to be met with… a ghost?

“Oh Merlin, I have a ghost stalker,” he says before thinking. “Aren’t you meant to be asleep? Do ghosts sleep?”