Remus shoved open the door of his small cabin, and stormed in side. He
threw his foil into the far wall, and his robe onto the armchair, and over
the sleeping Sirius Black.
"Mmhm? What?" Sirius mumbled as he sat up. "Moony!" He said and put the robes on the back of the armchair. "Remus?" He asked as his companion turned and kept going down the hall. He skidded onto the wooden floor, watching as Remus' shaking hand pulled open his door.
"Hey, how did the match go?" Remus entered his room, and Sirius' jaw dropped. "You forgot to snub me!" He shouted, confused and angry.
"Consider yourself snubbed!" Remus howled as he slammed the door. He turned and pulled a small orb from his dresser by the door and threw it into the wall.
"If you break something it's your fault!" He heard Sirius' muffled yell from the other room and slammed his fists into the wall. He sighed, attempting to calm down. It was a very rare thing to see Remus J. Lupin lose his temper, but as he turned to the window, he knew why he had.
Two days. He had two days until the full moon.
He sighed and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it aside as he looked in his full length mirror at the bruise on his left side, and the cut on his right. He sighed and looked away, then back, and drew his gaze up his chest, looking over the all too familiar scars that he'd accumulated over the years.
He sighed and put his hands on the top of his mirror, touching his forehead to the cool glass, Severus' words ringing in his ears.
'Beast! Murderer!' Remus titled his head to one side and slid to his knees by the mirror. He gasped in a sharp breath, then turned, putting his back against the mirror and drawing his knees up to his chest.
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Severus threw open his door and over turned a chair. He would have thrown his saber into his bed, but he'd left it on the pitch.
He growled and stalked into the bathroom, a cloud of anger and resentment following his every move. He walked stiffly onto the cold floor, and kicked off his boots. He flicked on the light and made his way to the mirror. He leaned over the sink and looked in.
Remus' foil had left a nice bruise on his neck. He sighed, noting his ebony black hair sticking to his face with sweat. He turned on the cold water, and after holding his hand under it for a few minutes, took it through his hair. He looked back up to the mirror.
It hadn't helped.
He sighed and turned away from the mirror, closing the door out of habit, knowing full well no one would barge in on him. He turned back towards the center of the room and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it over his boots. He shook his head and as he started to unbutton his pants, caught sight of his left arm, Remus' quip jarring his thoughts.
'At least everyone knows what I am! At least I don't betray people behind their backs, then hide like a coward and push myself away!'
Severus shouted and slammed his fist into the wall. He sighed, and started to shake. He sat down on the toilet and finished undressing with shaky pale hands. He moved and turned on the water, running a hot shower. He slowly stepped into the cool marble and almost immediately pressed his forehead and the palms of his hands to the wall, letting the water run down his back.
He clenched his jaw shut and screwed his eyes closed, trying to concentrate on nothing but the water.
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"Mmhm? What?" Sirius mumbled as he sat up. "Moony!" He said and put the robes on the back of the armchair. "Remus?" He asked as his companion turned and kept going down the hall. He skidded onto the wooden floor, watching as Remus' shaking hand pulled open his door.
"Hey, how did the match go?" Remus entered his room, and Sirius' jaw dropped. "You forgot to snub me!" He shouted, confused and angry.
"Consider yourself snubbed!" Remus howled as he slammed the door. He turned and pulled a small orb from his dresser by the door and threw it into the wall.
"If you break something it's your fault!" He heard Sirius' muffled yell from the other room and slammed his fists into the wall. He sighed, attempting to calm down. It was a very rare thing to see Remus J. Lupin lose his temper, but as he turned to the window, he knew why he had.
Two days. He had two days until the full moon.
He sighed and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it aside as he looked in his full length mirror at the bruise on his left side, and the cut on his right. He sighed and looked away, then back, and drew his gaze up his chest, looking over the all too familiar scars that he'd accumulated over the years.
He sighed and put his hands on the top of his mirror, touching his forehead to the cool glass, Severus' words ringing in his ears.
'Beast! Murderer!' Remus titled his head to one side and slid to his knees by the mirror. He gasped in a sharp breath, then turned, putting his back against the mirror and drawing his knees up to his chest.
*******
Severus threw open his door and over turned a chair. He would have thrown his saber into his bed, but he'd left it on the pitch.
He growled and stalked into the bathroom, a cloud of anger and resentment following his every move. He walked stiffly onto the cold floor, and kicked off his boots. He flicked on the light and made his way to the mirror. He leaned over the sink and looked in.
Remus' foil had left a nice bruise on his neck. He sighed, noting his ebony black hair sticking to his face with sweat. He turned on the cold water, and after holding his hand under it for a few minutes, took it through his hair. He looked back up to the mirror.
It hadn't helped.
He sighed and turned away from the mirror, closing the door out of habit, knowing full well no one would barge in on him. He turned back towards the center of the room and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it over his boots. He shook his head and as he started to unbutton his pants, caught sight of his left arm, Remus' quip jarring his thoughts.
'At least everyone knows what I am! At least I don't betray people behind their backs, then hide like a coward and push myself away!'
Severus shouted and slammed his fist into the wall. He sighed, and started to shake. He sat down on the toilet and finished undressing with shaky pale hands. He moved and turned on the water, running a hot shower. He slowly stepped into the cool marble and almost immediately pressed his forehead and the palms of his hands to the wall, letting the water run down his back.
He clenched his jaw shut and screwed his eyes closed, trying to concentrate on nothing but the water.
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