Having a love-hate relationship with the school “playboy” probably wasn’t the best idea—but was it your fault it seemed he was obsessed with you.

From light teasing to straight up bullying each other it seemed both of you couldn’t get enough of one another. It was addicting to be able to be this raw version of yourself with another person—even if that someone was Sirius Black.

In a way it was more liberating than the fist fights and skipping class, both of you were equally fcked up