Warning: Still slashy.
Dedication: Um...to whoever wants it.
Author's Note: Sirius makes some damn good points in here. :-)
A Personal Affair
Chapter Eight
Remus was *not* supposed to behave that way. He was quiet, and meek, and unobtrusive. He was not angry, or loud, or aggressive. Sirius was not happy. And a little bit afraid to boot. What had happened?
//I guess...I guess I just pushed him too far.// Well, it had been bound to happen someday. A man could only take so much, Sirius supposed. //I guess I better take it easy.// But it was difficult. *Very* difficult. Especially when he had to listen to *them* going at it all night.
//And Snape's not making this any easier.// He hated the bastard, that was all there was to it. The man was a git, who held a grudge for far too long. Not that Sirius should be talking. //I hate this. Why do I have to be here?// He threw himself down on his bed, crossing his arms.
He knew there were much greater things to be worried about, but he couldn't keep his mind off of his current situation. //If I didn't hate Snape so much, this would be pretty damn funny.//
Tired of staying in his room already, Sirius decided to risk the rest of the manor. He emerged from his room, wandering down the hall. It really was a nice house. //Stupid bastard comes from money, too.// He kicked at the rug, feeling like a little boy who had been put in his place by a lenient parent or guardian.
He found the library, and decided to just stay there. He could read for the day, that would help take is mind off of things. He poked through various books and articles, before settling on an adventure novel. He flopped down in a large leather chair and placed his feet up on a table, making himself quite comfortable.
He read for about an hour before being startled by a dry cough somewhere behind him. He nearly dropped the book-which happened to be quite good-and leapt to his feet.
"Oh. You." Sirius narrowed his eyes immediately at the sight of Snape standing in the doorway, arms folded. He picked up his book and sat back down, pointedly ignoring the sour faced man.
"You are in my home, Black, you will show some respect."
"No I won't." Sirius buried his face in the book, gritting his teeth.
"You will." Snape crossed the room quickly and snatched the book from Sirius' hands. "You are living here, and we will set up a few ground rules."
"I should have stayed in my damn room..." Sirius grumbled, standing up and shoving past Snape.
"Black, you will stay here and listen to me." Snape grabbed Sirius' arm, throwing him back into the chair.
"Fine." Sirius folded his arms, not really caring what Snape had to say. He glared past he other man, eyes narrowed.
"First, you will keep a civil tongue." Snape said, briskly. "Second, you will refrain from upsetting Remus."
"Remus and I already had this little chat." Sirius snapped.
"And now we are having it." Snape narrowed his eyes at Sirius, as if daring him to say something. Sirius kept his mouth shut, not wanting anything to get back to Remus. He had had quite enough of Remus' temper for one day.
"Are we done?" He said, glaring right back.
"For the moment." Snape inclined his head marginally and stepped aside in a silent signal that Sirius could leave. The larger man stood, taking care to shove roughly past the Potions Master once more, just for effect. And to soothe his rather bruised ego.
//I never asked to come here. I never wanted to come here. Why do I have to follow all the rules? What the hell do they expect me to do? Just sit tight and completely rearrange my shitty little life for them?// He supposed that was what was bothering him. How was he being selfish?
He didn't have much going for him. He was in hiding, forced to live with one of his worst enemies. He couldn't leave the house, except as a giant dog. He had to listen to his best friend have sex with said enemy, and he was yelled at for being openly angry about it.
//What right does Remus have to be mad at me? After all I'm going through for him! I'm not being selfish here!//
He returned to his room, throwing himself down on the bed. He supposed he would just spend the next few weeks in there, avoiding both Remus and Snape.