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The Gryffindor Table
"Nice to meet you, Kaya.
I'm too scared to look at him. His eyes are too similar to Draco's, and I can make the mistake of calling Sirius by the wrong name. Imagine the embarrassment. Oh goodness.
Sirius Black. Black name for a black heart.
“I want to sleep.”
Sirius Sodding Black and His Women
The heaving of his chest as he breathes is extremely soothing, and I trail my finger along his tanned chest, making patterns.
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