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I'd been thumping at the wall for what seemed like ours, making very little gateway, most of my limbs sore and pulsing from the strain, fists, knees, elbows blistering with my work, as I yelled profanities into the darkness. My mentality had gone off course, wandering thoughtlessly into an array of age long upbringings and habits that could not be destroyed by the forceful mindset of a 16-year-old boy, coursing stubbornly through my veins. It was only when a small wave of incoherent sobs flooded through my front door did I pause, stepping into the mess I'd created, ready to yell at the Slytherin I'd shunned from my flat. But what I met at the front door was a face I'd learnt to despise more than my mother's, her wild, red hair up in arms as she panted, looking down at the slender leg that sprawled from behind the doorframe.

"YOU!" I bellowed, thrusting a finger in her direction, eyes burning with hate. "You are a vile, disgusting piece of work, if I have ever seen one! Get out of my sight!"

She flicked her head up, swishing the lengths of hair in my direction and staring at me lazily. "Sirius, what are you doing? You know that this is hurting both you, Remus and Severus – just cut it out."

"IT'S ALWAYS "REMS AND SEV, REMS AND SEV, REMS AND SEV"! HE DIDN'T THINK ABOUT ME WHEN HE SHAGGED YOU, WHEN I SAW IT, DID HE?" I paused, inhaling and relaxing my voice. "But you know what, if this is just a game to him, so be it – I'm sure he only did what any straight man would do when offered such a delightful slapper! How much did he pay for your virginity? You know, I think I have a bit left on the floor, take it as souvenir and, maybe, if you're feeling bad about yourself, you can try to shove it back up there!"

I stalked back into the bathroom, adrenaline rushing so happily through my system in a malicious waltz, ever more tantalising with each blow to her heightened ego, as I bent forth to scavenge the floor for the little shard that would slice her conscience in half. I didn't want to make Remus hate me, but it was fun to watch the bitch squirm with nothing to say. I thought she'd left with the leg behind the door, run away from her impending humiliation, but, as pounding feet stormed toward me, it became apparent she hadn't.

"You... You're a... a fucking cunt, Sirius!" The voice called through suppressed weeps and whines, pounding a foot on my back so I collapsed and skidded on my face across the rubble, severing the skin.

My body lay for a moment in shock, unable to move, certain that the voice that trembled and shook above me belonged to Remus, belonged to the man that was supposed to be so rational and kind to even those he disliked; the man who though of only others and not himself; the stunning monster, angel, sensation that I'd fallen in love with; my moon, my sun, my earth, fuelling my life so selflessly, losing me in the wonder that he kept hidden within the closed doors of his heart. The floor became such a friend in those moments, despite its icy touch, much warmer that the feeling that floating over my head.

"What? Are you going to lie there forever?" He said, sterner, more composed.

I nuzzled my head into the lino and sighed. "If it's an option..."

"You're so pathetic!" Kicking my corpse-like body, he groaned. "Just get up! Stop being such a sissy!"

I let out a loud yelp of laughter and swivelled to face him. "Me... the sissy? I think you've got this all wrong!"

"No, you seem to be the only sissy in this room. I can see why your mother hates you!"

"Fuck off, Remus! Don't bring her into this!"

"I can bring her into this all I like! You resembled her so much when you were shouting at Lily, I guess being a touchy arsehole runs in the family!" His face flickered, a snide smirk glinting in the corner of his mouth.

"SHUT UP, REMUS, SHUT UP! I AM NOT LIKE THAT BITCH!"

"Oh, you're in denial." He placed a firm foot on my stomach and pulled on my hair, so I was but a few fierce centimetres from his face. "Prove me wrong..."

This wasn't the Remus I knew or liked, a stranger in my world, something dark that I hadn't met before. My hand slipped into my pocket and slid my wand from within, glancing at the winding piece of wood that had been in my family for generations, I jabbed it into his arched stomach.

"I think I'd prefer to prove you right."

"Oh, how is the sissy going to do it now?" He teased, putting on a childish voice.

"Avada fucking Kadavra!" I hissed through bared teeth, waiting for his death, but nothing came, no spark, no light, nothing.

"Can't even get his spells right! What a kid! C'mon, do it, kill me! KILL ME!"

I shot a surreptitious glance across the room to Severus, as he stood in awe at the door, sweat beads dribbling down his face, clinging protectively to Lily's arm.

"Oh, isn't he going to do it? Too in love with ol' 'Schanps', 'Snapiekins', 'Ickle Sevywevy'? Gazing at him like that, why are you still so angry at me?"

Snape kept his eyes fixed to me, understanding what I'd just implied, letting his head swing from side to side a little.

"Can't even retaliate." Remus sighed, letting me from his grasp and towering over my body, like a god glowering at a peasant. "Just as I said: Pathetic!"

I raised my wand and laughed, head flipping back, like I was manic, almost crying with laughter.

"What, Sirius? What's so damn funny?" He yelled.

My head cocked and bared the grin of a mad man.

"Sectumsempra..."