'And he's the best fuck that ever walked. He's beautiful - rich, in money and everything else; he's a rockstar to boot, trapped in the body of a fighter. And how he fought; at a state of turmoil with himself - somewhere inside his soul that only she...
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'Every birth a crime, every sentence life. Wiped of mould and mites would the ball run true? No hope of going back. Hounds falter and stray, shame deflects the pen.
Love murdered neither bleeds nor stifles but jogs the draftsman's elbow. What can he, changed, tell her, changed, perhaps dead? Delight dwindles. Blame stays the same.'
"Well, hello, Peter, " Lupin said pleasantly, as though rats frequently erupted into old school friends around him. "Long time, no see. "
"S-Sirius... R-Remus... " Even Pettigrew's voice was squeaky. Again, his eyes darted toward the door. "My friends... my old friends... "
Black's wand arm rose, but Lupin seized him around the wrist, gave him a bargaining look, then turned again to Pettigrew, his voice light and casual.
"We've been having a little chat, Peter, about what happened the night Lily and James died. You might have missed the finer points while you were squeaking around down there on the bed— "
"Remus, " Pettigrew gasped, beads of sweat breaking out over his pasty face, "you don't believe him, do you...? He tried to kill me, Remus... "
"So we've heard, " Lupin said, more coldly. "I'd like to clear up one or two little matters with you, Peter, if you'd be so— "
"He's come to try and kill me again!" Pettigrew squeaked suddenly, pointing at Black with his middle finger. "He killed Lily and James and now he's going to kill me too... You've got to help me, Remus... "
Black's face looked more skull-like than ever as he stared at Pettigrew with his fathomless eyes.
"No one's going to try and kill you until we've sorted a few things out, " Lupin said.
"Sorted things out?" Pettigrew squealed, looking wildly about him once more, eyes taking in the boarded windows and, again, the only door. "I knew he'd come after me! I knew he'd be back for me! I've been waiting for this for twelve years!"
"You knew Sirius was going to break out of Azkaban?" Lupin said, his brow furrowed. "When nobody has ever done it before?"
"He's got Dark powers the rest of us can only dream of!" Pettigrew shouted shrilly. "How else did he get out of there? I suppose He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named taught him a few tricks!"
