The Language Of The Soul

by A Sirius Crush On Moony

A collection of drabbles/one-shots focusing on different emotions. [22] - Regulus hates himself for taking the Dark Mark, and he believes that hurting himself is what he deserves. [23] - Petunia/Vernon - Petunia likes watching him from afar. [24] - Regulus/Sirius - Sirius watches Regulus as he studies in the library much to his friends' disgust.

17. Broken (RemusSirius)

Emotion/Feeling - Hurt

Pairing - Wolfstar

Rating - T (for swearing)

Word Count - 404

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Broken

"It was Black."

Remus felt as though he had been put under some sort of full-body anaesthetic. He couldn't move, and he couldn't think. He was totally and completely numb.

"Sirius Black."

The words that the Slytherin had spat at him were circling round and round Remus's head on a never-ending loop. The numbness passed and now he felt nauseous.

"Do you realise what could have happened?"

Remus was vaguely aware that he was crying, but he didn't even try to wipe the tears away. He was transfixed in his own thoughts.

He was broken out of his thoughts when he heard footsteps approaching. He turned, and sighed visibly, his shoulders hunching. Just the person he didn't want to see.

"Remus," Sirius's voice came out soft and careful.

Remus ignored him and stood up from the chair in which he'd been sitting. He was about to walk away when he felt a hand on his arm.

"Please, Remus," Sirius said, "listen to me. I—I'm sorry—"

"—I don't want to hear it."

"I didn't mean to—I didn't realise—"

"—That you could have turned me into a murderer?" Remus questioned, his fury bubbling to the surface. "You never think, do you?"

Sirius looked hurt by Remus's word, and that infuriated Remus more. Why should Sirius be the one who's hurt? Why should Sirius act like the victim?"

"I thought you were my friend, Sirius," Remus continued, "I thought you were my… my soulmate."

Sirius could only look down. "I don't know what I was thinking."

"You were thinking that it would be a great way to get back at Snape," Remus snapped. "You chose your feud with Snape over me."

"I didn't—"

"I'm not even angry, Sirius," Remus said. "I was initially, but now? I'm just hurt. It fucking hurts."

"Remus—"

"And you're so pathetic, trying to reason with me. I will never forgive you for this."

With that, Remus barged past him, grabbing the Marauder's Map from the table so that Sirius couldn't track him down. He ran and ran anywhere that his legs would take him. His vision was blurred by his tears, but he still continued running.

When he reached the very edge of the Black Lake, he collapsed onto the grass and let out the violent sobs that had threatened to tear out of him since the incident had happened.

Sirius had broken him.

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