(thank you! this was fun to write even if i dont usually write or read ootp era)
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Sirius clenched his fist tighter around the bottle in his hand. Tears were gathering in his eyes. He wasn’t certain if he should scream or sob.
“Please don’t leave me…” His voice was trembling, either with fury or tears. He wished for fury.
Remus averted his eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, my love, I hate this as much as you do, but I have no choice, Dumbledore needs me to talk to the packs and…”
The name felt like a sudden trigger, unleashing all of his rage.
“Screw Dumbledore!” he yelled. “We don’t own him shit. He’s the one who locked me away in that god awful house that I hate, he’s the one who sent Harry away, he’s the one who forced you to go back with Greyback even after everything he did to you!” A sob escaped, but once again his anger overtook and he yelled again. “And yet you’re still following him around, obeying him like you’re his good pet werewolf! You abandon me every fucking time he asks you to, because you’re a fucking traitor, Remus!”
He was immediately silenced by the weight of the word that he had dared to use. Remus turned his back on him and walked to the door.
“You’re drunk, Sirius. I’ll be back in three days if nothing goes wrong. No owls.” And with that, he went away.