Sirius cursed at the sound of the door. He'd much rather all of this go away, thanks muchly, as he hated the feeling of not being able to do all that much. Bellatrix hadn't gone for the trade though she'd been so tempted. Perhaps he'd give her a bit of time and then try it again. Perhaps when the Ministry didn't respond in the way that she wanted, she'd be willing to trade. After all, there were plenty of Order members that would come to get him. A bit of time and... and he was really going to have to answer the door.
With a snarl, he stalked out of the kitchen, opened the door and, in one smooth gesture, swung back a fist and slammed it into Remus's face. "You motherfucking cocksucking prick! How the fuck did this happen? You were supposed to be watching her!"
Roaring, he hit Remus again, this time across the jaw. "And don't be telling me that you care so much more about her than me, you fucker!"
His fist ached but he just wanted to hit Remus again.