James was furious with him. He shouted through the mirror, bright spots of red colouring his cheeks.
“—any idea how fucking dangerous this is?! Why didn’t you tell me—we’re supposed to report any suspicious patronus messages—”
“I know, I know!” Sirius shouted back, cutting him off, frantic, “But he’s here now, and he’s hurt—please, James, I need your help!”
So he came. Of course he came—it was James. Apparation was out of the question, with the state Remus was in, so they rented a small room above the local pub and levitated the unconscious boy up the stairs, into bed. He was breathing steadily, and Sirius held onto that fact, watching his chest rise and fall under the thin blankets.
“Sirius,” James said, urgently, once they’d gotten Remus into bed, “We need to vet him, it isn’t safe—”
“It’s Moony, James! He’s hurt!”
“We don’t know that! Patronuses aren’t enough, anymore—we thought it was going to be Solomon waiting for us in that bloody safe house, and look what happened there!”
“This is different.”
“Is it? Listen—there was an attack last night, Padfoot, my parents only just found out about it this morning—it was werewolves, and they went after Andromdeda.”
Sirius felt cold.
“…what?”
“We don’t know what happened yet, exactly, but they found a body—”
“Is she okay? James—is she—”
“No, no, Andromeda’s fine, everyone’s fine. No one was hurt. They think the body was one of the werewolves.”
“What? But then—then it’s alright—”
“We still don’t know what happened, Padfoot. We have no idea where Remus was, if he was—”
“Don’t.”
Sirius glared at James, stifling the fury that crawled up his spine. James stared back, stubbornly, jaw set.
“Padfoot…”
“Don’t, James. Just…don’t. It’s Remus. It’s Moony.”
James stared at him, eyes hard, looking as though he was trying to decide whether or not to argue. After a moment, he bit out,
“Fine. But I’m contacting Moody.”
“Fine.” Sirius replied, stonily, “Get him a bloody healer, too, while you’re at it.”
“Fine.”
James shook his head and left, going out into the hallway to make his calls. Sirius cleaned the blood off of Remus, trying to swallow his anger.
Once he was done, he joined James in the hallway. They regarded each other, warily.
“Marlene’s here,” James told him, after a minute. “Should I let her up? Did you ask him any questions?!”
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All the Young Dudes ( Sirius' Perspective )
ФанфикAll the Young Dudes by mskingbean89 written from Sirius' POV, All credits for this story goes to rollercoasterwords on ao3. *THIS IS NOT MY ORIGINAL WORK. *THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR OF THIS STORY IS ROLLERCOASTERWORDS ON AO3.
