Lacey Rozier is a weirdo, everyone who's ever liked her says so.
The always painful blue eyes, the messy short black hair that she cut herself, and the smell of low-quality Muggle cigarettes that she had had since the fourth grade formed the first impression of Lacey - like a fool pretending to be 13. Lacey had also heard people say this to her face to face. She just chuckled and looked at Sirius Black who said those words with that smile. ————…Mr. Sirius was defeated by the other party's smile. James Potter made a ten galleons bet that Sirius would like Lacey!
But no one paid him galleons. Sirius and Lacey were just devout believers in freedom. They firmly believed in practicing their freedom in their own way. It wasn't until the bet was dissipated in everyone's jokes that they exchanged an unknown wet kiss at dawn after a hangover.
Later, they lived together and fell in love, but did not get married. Two free souls admiring their lovers have long been exhausted by the shackles of family. They will never get married. When their lovely godson Harry asked, Sirius explained and Lacey laughed while holding the firewhiskey.
This article is dedicated to the bravest and freest soul——Padfoot.
Lacey's creative inspiration came from Beat literature. This piece is not a standard HE, but when they decided to fall in love, they had already become traitors. The world view of Wufu is not sure to be updated. The plan is to write about Remus first, but inspiration may drop from time to time.
Idea: Maybe I want to describe the Padfoot in my painting? ?