prongsfoot but it’s model sirius black who spent his life in champagne, lavish dinners, expensive clothes, lust and sex, and rising sports stars james potter, a certified mummy’s boy whose father trained him ever since he was little. they run into each other at a charity event and fall in love
Sirius Black knew glamour—lived it, even. he’d grown up surrounded by champagne flutes, designer suits, and smiles that were anything but genuine. his life was a parade of beautiful things that meant nothing. he was used to it all, even the thrill of the spotlight, where he felt like some stagnant piece of art rather than a person. until James Potter walked into the room.
James was nothing like the men Sirius usually saw at these charity events. where Sirius was polished, sharp angles and tailored 3-pieces, James was all warmth and effortless charm, like he’d been born to live and laugh in the sunlight. a rising Quidditch star with a reputation as his team’s golden boy and a laugh that practically lit up the entire room.
they met by accident, both reaching for the last flute of champagne at the bar, James’s grin easy and bright as he raised his glass. “cheers, mate,” he’d said, and Sirius found himself captivated. for once, he didn’t have to act, didn’t need to filter himself through layers of practiced charm. James looked at him like he was real.
the night moved in a blur of laughter and quiet conversations as they moved from corner to corner of the bustling event. James told him about his mum, about how he was training to make her proud, about his dad teaching him to love the game. and Sirius listened, really listened, feeling more seen in one night than he had in years.
by the end of the evening, they’d escaped to the rooftop, the city lights spread out beneath them, champagne long forgotten as they leaned closer, quiet smiles lingering between them. Sirius found himself laughing at James’s terrible jokes, feeling the warmth in James’s hand when it brushed against his own. in that moment, under the stars and away from the glittering crowd, they were just two boys on the edge of something real.
and as the city hummed below, Sirius knew he’d found something he never realized he’d been looking for: a person who made him feel like more than the life he’d lived—a person who looked at him with a heart as open as the sky.