When it looked like eminent danger had passed, Remus pulled himself to his feet, one hand resting against the wall until his world ceased spinning on three different axis. He rubbed his jaw, cautiously following Sirius into the flat. "Sirius, I don't fucking know what happened, alright? She left the castle with her mum which I'll add, I had no idea was fucking happening mind you, and then was taken. Yes, Sirius, I could have fucking divined this was coming. Might have been able to had the three of us not fucking laughed our way through Diviniation." Remus sighed, touching his nose one more time to check for damage. "I am the smart one of you lot but when you're not around and things like this happen I bloody start reacting like you because you've fucking rubbed off on me you giant prat!"
Remus followed him into the flat, not about to let this die. Though, he supposed, arguing was better than the cold shoulder. This was what should have come out a month ago instead of the damned silent treatment. "I'll take in, thank you very much -- so long as you can get your head out of your arse and not blame me for what happened. Any of it," he replied, thinking back to his taunting of Bellatrix.
"Because you know damn well, if I wouldn't have taunted, you would have. So stop fucking blaming me!"