I understand it's angels.
last night it occurred to me that sirius black being colorblind would make a lot of sense
i dunno dogs and stuff
but imagine a red-green colorblind sirius
he loves gryffindor so much and hates slytherin SO MUCH
but he CANT TELL THE COLORS APART
HE CHEERS FOR THE WRONG TEAM AT QUIDDITCH MATCHES probably.
"AW YEAH GRYFFINDOR SCORES!!!!"
"Padfoot, that’s your brother who scored."
"NOT FUCKING AGAIN"
I approve this headcanon.
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