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Sitting inside was the little grey kitten, curled up for a nap on the red velvet pillow that James had given him.

When I’m not with you

Think of you always

(I miss those long hot summer nights) I miss you

When I’m not with you

Think of me always

Love you, love you

Christ, Mary laughed, bitterly, as she realised what she was thinking, Since when are basic manners the standard for a good date?

“I’m away for a week and the castle turns into an orgy!” Marlene stood with her hands on her hips,

I know what he’s going to become. But he’s still my brother, for fuck’s sake!”

“Of course he is.” Mary said quickly, reaching out to take her friend’s hand.

Sirius’s chest felt tight. Something about Marlene’s words—he’s still my brother, for fuck’s sake—struck a bit too close to home. Part of him wanted to shake her, to fall back into their old debate about lycanthropy, to say ‘There’s worse things a brother can be, than a werewolf.’

“Wotcher, Moony, just came to see if yo—”

Remus was on him before he could finish, hands fisting in his hair, lips crashing together. It was brutal, unforgiving—Remus pressed hard against him, creating friction in all the right places.

Still, by the time they got back to the dorm Sirius felt ready to crawl out of his skin. Even though he’d promised himself that he wouldn’t be the first one to break, he was itching to speak to Remus—to say something, just to get the other boy to look at him

“And you’re avoiding your problems again!” The words poured out, overflowing, all the simmering anger come to a boil, “You always do this and it’s so bloody exhausting! You think you’re being so mature, do you? Keeping everything bottled up. It’s stupid! You’re just making a martyr of yourself, it’s like you want to be miserable.”

“Oh, get fucked, Black!” Remus shouted, furious, “Easy for you to have a go, isn’t it?! Why do we always have to talk about my shit life, hm?! Mr. ‘tell me a fucking secret’?!”

What? Sirius blinked, breath catching in his chest.

But he had never looked into those eyes and felt like Remus wanted to hurt him. Not before this moment. Not like this.

Sirius glared at the boy across from him, shaking with rage.

“Go fuck yourself, Lupin.”

He stormed out the door, and didn’t look back.