CANNONBALL ⇒ jegulus

EIGHT

"No! It was like a one night stand! I haven't been fucking lusting over your brother!" James snaps back.

Peter sighs as he leans closer to Remus to whsiper, "They've been yelling for a whole bloody hour,"

Remus rolls his eyes as he watches as Sirius lunges for James and James shoves him off. "Well, it's happening whether Sirius likes it or not. James and Regulus are going to be parents,"

Dorcas huffs, Marlene's head in her lap as she braids her long silky hair. "They've been at this for way too long, at what stage do we intervene? They'll have no voices left to sing tonight if they don't stop soon," She sighs.

"I don't care! I don't care if you two fucking implanted his belly with your fucking seed! I really don't! What I care about is that Regulus isn't okay a lot of the time, and he can't expected to be either, so...."  Sirius groans. "So he can't have a baby!"

"Well fucking tough, Sirius, tough! He is having a baby! He's having my baby!" James hollars back, defensively. "Your brother and I are having a bloody baby and you can just suck it the fuck up!"

Sirius is quiet for a moment before he bows his head slightly, his long hair falling into his face. "But we're going on tour. He can't do this alone, James, you can't up and leave him-"

James seethes. He's only known about his child for a day, maybe even less, and already he feels an overwhelming urge to portcet his honour as a father. So that is why he finds himself hauling his body at his best friend.

James lunges for Sirius and Lily ushers herself to her feet, scrabbling to put herself in between the two. "Stop it! Stop it!" She screams, trying to restrain James. "Bloody stop it! Jesus Christ, just stop!" She screeches loudly.

James growls. "Oi! Watch your fuckin' mouth, Black, that's my kid you're talking about! I wouldn't ever even consider leaving my child or the person carrying my child to fend for themselves, you prat-"

"That's quite enough!" Mary shouts, entering the room with her makeup bag slung over her shoulder. "Jesus, I can bloody hear you lot down the hall. Stop it before you gather an audience and it makes some dumb headline that you're fighting before this bloody band has even taken off!" She chastises.

Lily grips James tightly, still weary of his temper. "Shush, just calm down. Take a deep breath, calm down," She tries to shush James, his jaw shaking as it clenches tightly in anger. "He didn't mean it, you're both saying things you don't mean right now," She reminds, not forgetting the spew of family based insults James had handed Sirius moments before.

Sirius, on the other hand, has known about the baby for less than half an hour and is already twisting knife after knife into James about how he shouldn't have touched his little brother sexually.

"I'm not bloody well performing tonight," Sirius mutters quickly.

As he turns to leave, Remus stands to grab him but he shakes his boyfriend off and exits the dressing room; slamming the door behind him. It clatters and it shakes the thin walls and Remus feels his heart shatter at the idea of his lover shrugging him off.

Remus sighs, his bruised ego and potentially bruised heart getting the better of him. "Right. Lovely," He whistles sarcastically. "Fuckin' brilliant. First you fucked his brother, then you got his brother knocked up and finally, because you clearly hadn't already done enough, caused him to throw a tantrum about preforming," He throws his hands up. "Tell me, James, what the fuck do we do without our lead singer?!"

"Get a new one!" James answers with a scoff. He doesn't mean it. Sirius is not replaceable.

"James!" Peter snaps. "This isn't funny, none of this is a big joke. You've just yelled at one another for how long, eh? Give it a fucking rest," He sighs, brushing a hand though his golden locks. "What the fuck do we do without our lead singer the night after we've been asked to tour England?"