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Remus's lesson

Remus spits into the sink with the tap running and foams of muggle toothpaste to the pipe. There are magic potions that you take after eating, but Remus likes the brushing ritual and that moment in the bathroom when he is alone. He likes the taste of blue toothpaste ever since James first discovered its existence and asked him if he actually washed his teeth with jelly.When the door opens, he sees Sirius out of the corner of his eye.

- Ah, there you are.- spits harder the remaining toothpaste - You will be proud of yourself, of course.

There is no reply. Rare. With Sirius, there is always an answer, although often there are no reasons. Remus looks up from the sink and the remains of toothpaste and something is removed in the gut. Sirius is an animal of disproportionate and unfair reactions, but usually, that anger disappears as soon as he appears. That night, anger has taken vitamins and grows some hair, and Sirius - opaque, silent, looking at him - looks like a disheveled dog that smells blood. Higher than normal. No, not higher. Larger.

Remus is unwilling to admit that he finds him intimidating.

- You have crossed the line, Black, I warn you. - Still at the door. -What the hell is wrong with you?

- He still doesn't say anything and the silence is unnerving. He is more than quiet. He is sucking in the air from the bathroom. - I suppose that you are aware that there IS a line to go over, right?

Motionless, on the threshold of the door. Indecipherable. Some looks seem like an assault. Remus notices that his palm is sweating. "But what a bug has bitten you now". He must be waiting to say something hurtful. It has to be that. So much silence is not normal. "What are you waiting to bite?" His knees or stomach are shaking, he's not sure. This is ridiculous. "It's just Sirius".

- You know? That you hate Daniel so much - try to make his tone sound serene- only because he's a Slytherin and you don't give him a single chance shows that you have as many prejudices as they. How does that ennoble you, if it can be known?

That. There. A good question. At last, Sirius seems to come out of his trance. So he speaks. Chewing each letter. Pausing too long between words.

-I'm not - he says - angry - pause - for that.

Remus's heart stops.

He is having a hard time speaking. He seems like he has to swallow that anger to be able to talk. He feels disoriented as if he has lost the moon. "The fuck happens to you. Talk to me, Sirius".

- So you are not angry?

He laughs. But it is not one hundred percent his Black laugh. It is something else. It is laughing for not screaming.

- You bet I'm fucking angry. I'm more than ... - drop the words, he takes a deep breath, his chest sinks, and gasps- ... I'm sick, Remus.

Sick. Yes. It seems like it. His stomach jumped out of place. And what is not the stomach, but deeper inside him.

- Have you been drinking?

- No. - He takes a step, leaves the threshold, approaches him. - Tonight you have had a better time than me.

Sometimes Sirius gets lost in a raging rage that leaves no room for patience or affection but Remus is always able to find him. With a look, a gesture, a blow of voice. It's not one of those times. It's Sirius and they're his blue eyes but he doesn't look like him, nor is there anything blue or compassionate about him looking at him. "I'm sick". It really looks like it.

- What do you ...?

- I saw how you kissed him. - And he says it choking as if those words "how you kissed him" were poison.