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❛   wh   -   ❜    so james really hadn’t been able to keep sirius away from the willow.    remus reckoned he could hardly blame his friend.    james,    that was,    not sirius.    in fact,    remus was fairly certain that he didn’t need to wait another hour for the crushing and crippling pain to overtake his body in order to snap sirius in two.    he could do it now,    where sirius stood,    if the other dared to get any closer.     from where he sat on the cold hard floor of the shack bedroom,    he ducked his head down,     the soft heels of his palms pressing hard against his eyes,    elbows resting on his knees.    

❛   for the last time,    go away.   ❜     a futile attempt.     now especially,     when he was unlikely to keep fighting,     when even the little pillars of light sifting in through the cracks in the wooden planks sealing the windows was too strong,    when even his own voice though he didn’t raise it much more beyond a hushed murmur was too loud.     he changed his mind.    remus was going to kill james tomorrow,     after moony had had his fun spatchcocking sirius.