Writer: Azure K Mello
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 11/?
Words: 314
Warnings: Angst. This is me after all.
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"What is with you and James always being so bloody sarcastic? You could just point out that I'm being a dolt because of course you're not ok." Said Remus standing from the sink. Why did it seem that helping his friends was comparable to running headlong into a wall?
"No I'm serious. . . for once. Did James tell you why I'm in here?" Remus nodded. "He kissed me. He loves me for chrissakes. What could be better than to have the love of James Potter?"
"Then what's wrong? What upset you so much that you were sick?" asked Remus getting confused.
"I'm not good enough for him." Sirius spoke softly and Remus couldn't help but snort. He thought Sirius was joking. How could he of all people have an inferiority complex? He was a marauder. He was Sirius Fucking Black. He wasn't supposed to think anyone was good enough for him. The boy's eyes flashed darkly at his friends laughter. "I'm nowhere in the proximity of good enough. I would just hurt him. I would drag him down with me. That wouldn't be fair to James. He deserves someone he can be seen with. Someone who could love him. I don't think I'm capable of that. I think something in me is broken, not quite human. I'm not good enough for him. He deserves someone pure, who he could love for the right reasons."
"That's ridiculous. He loves you and the only reason he's hurting is because he thinks you don't love him. We both know that's a fallacy so why don't you stop being a child and go and talk to him?" Remus thought that perhaps some tough love would work. Instead Sirius blanched. "What?"
"He's hurting?"
"Are you completely oblivious?"
"Quite probably, I know my mother would agree with you."
"He's hurting, you're hurting. Go find him and make it stop."
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 11/?
Words: 314
Warnings: Angst. This is me after all.
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"What is with you and James always being so bloody sarcastic? You could just point out that I'm being a dolt because of course you're not ok." Said Remus standing from the sink. Why did it seem that helping his friends was comparable to running headlong into a wall?
"No I'm serious. . . for once. Did James tell you why I'm in here?" Remus nodded. "He kissed me. He loves me for chrissakes. What could be better than to have the love of James Potter?"
"Then what's wrong? What upset you so much that you were sick?" asked Remus getting confused.
"I'm not good enough for him." Sirius spoke softly and Remus couldn't help but snort. He thought Sirius was joking. How could he of all people have an inferiority complex? He was a marauder. He was Sirius Fucking Black. He wasn't supposed to think anyone was good enough for him. The boy's eyes flashed darkly at his friends laughter. "I'm nowhere in the proximity of good enough. I would just hurt him. I would drag him down with me. That wouldn't be fair to James. He deserves someone he can be seen with. Someone who could love him. I don't think I'm capable of that. I think something in me is broken, not quite human. I'm not good enough for him. He deserves someone pure, who he could love for the right reasons."
"That's ridiculous. He loves you and the only reason he's hurting is because he thinks you don't love him. We both know that's a fallacy so why don't you stop being a child and go and talk to him?" Remus thought that perhaps some tough love would work. Instead Sirius blanched. "What?"
"He's hurting?"
"Are you completely oblivious?"
"Quite probably, I know my mother would agree with you."
"He's hurting, you're hurting. Go find him and make it stop."