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_rebelrebel (_rebelrebel) wrote in flippedrpg,
@ 2012-08-28 00:09:00

Entry tags:

ch: knap: remus lupin, ch: knap: sirius black, p: emmy, p: veetee

Who: Sirius and Remus^Knap
What: Sirius wakes up after his encounter with Rodolphus
When: The next morning
Where: Remus' dorm
Warnings:ANGST.

Before Sirius even had opened his eyes, he was aware that he had a splitting headache. He wanted to groan, but was too wary of hearing any sound at all. He pressed one hand against his forehead before tentatively opening his eyes. Everything was blurry for just a moment -- but it was enough that he could tell that he was in his own Gryffindor dormitory. His own bed even. He didn't know how he had gotten back here, but he didn't know if it mattered for the moment.

He closed his eyes again and fell back against the pillows, letting his arm fall over his face, blocking out the bit of light that was filtering into the tower. His other hand went to check that his wand was still in place. He had suspected that darker spells wouldn't work against Rodolphus -- they hadn't against James -- but he had brought it along anyway, unwilling to relinquish his best weapon.

Anger swelled inside his chest again at the reminder that Rodolphus was here -- that something had happened between the two of them last night and that clearly Sirius had lost, because he couldn't remember exactly how things had drawn to a close.

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atamewerewolf
2012-08-30 04:57 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, yeah, I know," he said, his voice tensing up as he stared ahead. He had been trying to fixate on the action and getting answers out of Sirius, for it seemed the easiest way, because it was a lot easier than fixating on what he had been the entire night. How entirely frightened he had been about what Rodolphus could have done. What could have happened. The man could have shut down Sirius' mind completely, made it so he would not remembe anything or anyone, and that had made his stomach ache and his head throb.

But he knew Sirius needed to. He knew it so well and he hated that. He hated that Sirius felt the need and he hadn't been able to stop him. Sighing, his head leaned forward, and he threaded his finger tips up through his hair, gripping at the strands.

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_rebelrebel
2012-08-30 05:06 am UTC (link)

It was harder, he thought, when Remus' anger was suddenly gone. That spurred his own anger and left him defensive. Without that, he wasn't entirely certain what he was supposed to feel.

He felt a bit guilty, and he felt a bit loss, because he didn't like looking at Remus when he was so upset -- and worse was the fact that he knew, once upon a time, he would have known how to handle this. He was pretty damn sure that there had never been anyone that could make Remus laugh just like he could. But he didn't know how to be that person anymore. He didn't know how to make Remus happy.

He wanted to apologize, but he wasn't sure if he would actually mean it -- and he knew well enough that a halfhearted apology would be insulting to Remus. So instead he tentatively reached out, resting his fingertips against Remus' shoulder.

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