Finding My Perfect Ending 》Snirius/Snack

Chapter 7 - The Deals

Sirius frequently finds himself making poor choices, a tendency that has been consistent throughout his life. He has made numerous decisions in the past that he now regrets, but he is convinced that he is currently mature enough to avoid repeating such mistakes. After all, mentally speaking, he is now 36 years old. But is it true? 

A notable characteristic of Sirius Black is that, regardless of the poor decisions he has made previously, there exists a part of him that does not harbor any remorse for them. He is too proud to view himself as anything other than right most of the time. For instance, when he persuaded Severus to visit Moony during the full moon, despite receiving numerous lectures and feeling guilty for betraying his friends' trust, he fundamentally believed that he had done nothing wrong. In fact, he felt that Severus received the consequences he deserved. 

The room brimmed with an undercurrent of energy, amplified by the bubbling symphony of a potion simmering in a cauldron. Severus and Sirius were both sitting facing each other from across the table. 

"Before we begin, I need you to tell me how much you know," Sirius initiated the conversation, breaking the silence in the room. 

Severus raised an eyebrow in response. "About what?" 

"The matter Regulus spoke to you about," Sirius replied. He was unaware that Severus was already aware of his family issues since they were teenagers. He couldn't help but ponder why Severus had never mentioned them in their previous life, considering he could easily exploit that knowledge against him. 

"You mean your unpleasant family situation?" Severus inquired, prompting a nod from Sirius. "Well, I know more than you might assume," he shrugged, as if it wasn't a significant matter to him. 

Sirius clicked his tongue before questioning, "How long has my brother been confiding in you?" He leaned back in his chair, observing Severus with curiosity. 

Severus regarded him skeptically. "Wouldn't that count as a second question?" 

Sirius blinked rapidly and adjusted his posture. "Wait, no. That wasn't part of our agreement. I made it clear before we began that I needed to know how much you learned about my situation from Regulus," he clarified, realizing that wasn't the question he intended to ask. 

"You said we would each answer one question during our meetings for this assignment," Severus complained irritably.

Sirius grimaced. Severus was intentionally trying to throw him off track. "You know that wasn't the question I wanted to ask. Don't try to outsmart me, you git," he argued, determined not to be tricked into abandoning his original inquiry. 

Severus scoffed at his remark. "Outsmarting you? I don't think that's necessary when you were never one," he retorted mockingly. 

Sirius couldn't help but roll his eyes at Severus' irritating behaviour. He wasn't making things easy for either of them. "Bloody hell, fine. I won't ask you that now. I'll save it for another time as part of our agreement, alright?" he conceded. There was no point in arguing with Severus; it was like talking to a brick wall. 

"Can I go first?" Severus lazily raised his hand and asked. 

"Of what? Asking each other questions? Hell no. You think this is my first time talking to you?" Sirius shook his head in disagreement. His caution was well-founded, rooted in a deep understanding of Severus's cunning nature developed over years of wary encounters. 

Severus's brows furrowed, frustration and suspicion evident on his face. He crossed his arms, creating a barrier between them as he retorted, "Between the two of us, I believe I can be more trusted," he insisted.