The House of Hawke has been called the traitorous, filthy and scum house the entire time that name was known to the living.
Past or future, one would accompany it with the adjective "Horrifying".
It was a matter of grief for the youngest daughter...
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╭ ╮ Sirius ╰ ╯
"You smell like you ate a box of cigarettes."
"Fuck off,"
"Pads, mate, you really need to stop smoking —"
"Did I stutter?"
I look over at Wormtail and give my best death glare. Apparently, it works because he scurries off in seconds.
It's not long before Remus comes to stand by me, "What'd you say to Wormy? He cried on my shoulder for minutes."
I look up at the ceiling as if that would help me, "I told him to fuck off, which I'm also going to say to you. Luckily, you don't have to cry on his shoulder because you have a girlfriend to wipe your tears."
I only realise how sour I sound when I finish speaking it with a sneer. Remus frowns, "Pads, is something wrong?"
"Moony," I turn around and give a sarcastic smile. "Here I was living under the belief that I was giving my best leave me alone vibes."
"You are," He says matter of factly. "but I'm Remus and I'm your best mate and we both always know when the other is feeling off."
"Remus, please just —" I feel like screaming it in everyone's ears and then shaking their heads so they finally get it. "leave me alone."
"You know I won't do that," He says and I know what he'll say next before he even opens his mouth. "I c —"
"You care about me that's why?" I sigh. "I care about you, too." That's why I haven't had a breakdown in front of you about how your relationship with your girlfriend bothers me because I've been having dreams of her which I shouldn't. "But I need to be alone right now, okay?"
"Pads —"
"Goddamnit, Remus!" I nearly crush the decanter I'm holding, "For fuck's sake!"
"You know I'm sick of you doing this to yourself." He snaps. "Smoking all the time, drinking every ounce of firewhiskey you find, you stink of alcohol, Sirius! You look like a Black."
"What does that supposed to mean?" I turn around and laugh bitterly. "Say it, spit it out."
"Enough, lads." James shoves himself between us when Remus begins to speak. "What're you two fighting about?" Before we can answer, he goes on, "Lena's here!"
Fuck me running.
The decanter in my hand cracks and I'm thankful the two of them can't hear the sound due to the heavy chatters in the hall. I'm having trouble breathing when just to make it worse —
