It was a typical afternoon. The older students were busy with their books, preoccupied with the exams that were only six months away and eager to make the most of their remaining time at Hogwarts.
Gloria had spent the entire morning working on essays assigned by her professors and handling various family affairs. Finally finishing the last sentence, she tossed aside her quill and rubbed her sore, weary neck.
Moments later, a large hand settled on her neck, massaging the tension away. Gloria leaned into the person beside her, burying her face in his chest and breathing in his familiar scent. Sirius’s arm rested behind her, pulling her closer, his massage steady and practiced. It was just like last summer, when she was exhausted by family matters and could cast aside the parchment at any moment to find rest in Sirius’s embrace.
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