Prompt: PollutionIt's very simple, when Sirius spills all down his best dress robes, when he tugs the collar out to stop the juice from soaking through onto the Chudley Cannons shirt he'd wrestled underneath. That one horrifying moment where his eyes snagged onto Walburga's, her own widened, and he didn't have to wonder if she'd seen the thing
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