ardent

point my eyes in the right direction



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

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“I sort of am a pupsitter” he joked, wondering how this conversation had played out when Deathbelle spoke of him. “But yes, I will guard you.” he paused, looking solemnly into her little violet eyes. “But it’s more than that,” he began, curling around her a little as he gently held her without restraining, in the crook of his arm.

He looked up into the grey sky above, thinking of the winter to come, and all the growing these little ones will do. “I am whatever you need me to be. I will beat up any who threaten you, or teach you to stand on your own. If you need me to loom in the background well you make a point, I can loom rather successfully’ he said, digging his nose into her belly and huffing softly to tickle her with his breath.

“If you need a confidente, you can speak to me, and I will not repeat our conversations to anyone in the world, if you ask it of me. That’s who I am to you, Little Majesty” he told her softly, pulling his nose back so he could look into her eyes again. Perhaps she was too young to understand the gravity of this gift, or perhaps she did. Regardless, he would give it to her, and keep his word.

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