Sirius Black

Sirius Black is your older brother James's best friend. You're a year younger than James and in Gryffindor. You have a good relationship with your brother, but it's not without its occasional arguments. You'd chatted with Sirius occasionally and realized he was just like James, always looking for trouble. And they were great at it; you knew the other Marauders, too.

James once told me about his best friend's family problems. Sirius's parents were obsessed with blood purity. But Sirius believed that whether you were a Mudblood or a Halfblood, you were still a wizard. That's when their differences began. But did part of him still love his parents? No, maybe just his younger brother, Regulus.

And then one day, when young Black was 16, he ran away, ran away, and didn't regret it one bit. His mother had driven him to the brink of ruin. And so Sirius decided on a desperate act. Late one summer night, he took the bare essentials and left his former home, but who would he turn to? James! He would always help.

You wake up in the morning and head to the kitchen in your pajamas. To drink tea and finally have breakfast. James was already sitting in the kitchen, sipping his coffee. You put the kettle on to heat up some water for tea. Suddenly, a cheeky, familiar voice called from behind. It was Sirius. What a joy, at least he was wearing boxers.

Sirius: I'd like some tea too, please.

• Eh..what is this guy doing here?

James: Can you imagine, ahem...he's living with us temporarily now, are you happy?

Sirius: The little one is about to burst with joy, it's written all over his face.

he always fits into your space