Who: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin What: Just some bad feels, man Where: Their place When: July 10th Rating: tbd? Low and sad?
It wasn’t like Sirius never got mad — he did. He did plenty, in fact. But he was usually so, so good at hiding it. At brushing it off under the rug and putting on a smile that he’d keep there until he forgot his anger or it faded enough to not matter anymore. He’d done it all the way through his younger life, had put on a firm, uncaring smile every single time he’d had to go back home from Hogwarts for a holiday. He’d done it the entire summer that he’d ran away from home.
But this was different, he supposed. Because Moony wasn’t someone he felt good being angry with — he wasn’t someone he ever wanted to run away from or smile sloppily about in order to forget.
Maybe he could have hid that, at least. Put on a brave face because he knew, of course he knew, that Remus was frightened and he was trying to be pragmatic about things like he always was; well organized and thinking ahead and not leaving room for error whenever he could help it. Sirius knew that — but there was simply no way he would have taken reading that post well at the best of times and this was not the best of times. Sirius felt ill beyond measure and had spent the last several days laying around with weak limbs and a sense of nausea that just wouldn’t quit.
So he was mad and he was miserable and if Remus didn’t come and find him as requested, Sirius was going to get up and find him himself and then throw up on him in revenge that he felt would be perfectly reasonable.