"You're right, they weren't similar. I died, because I went after the Dark Lord and tried to bring him down, while you died, because you were hiding. Please don't presume that you know anything about me or my beliefs," he said a lot colder than before. "Sweet Merlin, you really believe that, don't you? My brother is in love with your husband and that's why he likes your family and does what he does. How is it that everyone knows that but you?"
He dismissed her opinion of Sirius. He had only asked to see if they had kept some kind of free will during that week and apparently they had.
"I'm not rude and I would never kick you out." He leaned forward, arms on the table. "Mrs. Potter, it will soon come to your attention that I'm dating Remus, unless you already know. Sirius can't decide if he loves your husband or my boyfriend, but only one of us is willing to let him be the third in our relationship and it's not me. Once I'm in my bedroom with Remus, I always want alone time, because it's not just about sex, but intimacy. This isn't school and we aren't children. We're not having sleepovers. You are just ignoring a really big problem in your marriage and calling it security when he could have slept in the bloody guest room or the sofa or anywhere other than your bedroom."