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Part 11) Confrontation

There are a a few trigger warnings in here. The main ones that come to mind are Confrontation and Abuse. If any should be in here let me know. Take notice to your mental health y'all, enjoy!

Draco chewed on the inside of his gum. He was fiddling with his hands, trying to pull some energy in from his fingertips. He didn't know what he was doing honestly, he just knew he had to do something.

He stepped into the defence classroom and strode towards the office, knocking the door harder than necessary and standing back, awaiting an answer. He knew Professor Lupin would be there as he stated before classed ended that if anyone needed anything over the break he would be in his office from 2-4pm. Draco had given him half an hour to settle before confronting him.

The curly haired man opened the door with a small smile before pouting slightly. He seemed to realise the sour expression on his face from the way he slipped on a kind expression quickly afterwards. Remus gestured for Draco to enter and to take a seat. So he did.

"Draco, what brings you?"

Draco noticed the sudden movement in the corner of the room and turned quickly to see Sirius. He had frozen halfway pouring a cup of tea.

"Professor, I'm sure already quite aware of the 'Christmas Eve situation'"

Remus glanced to Sirius and nodded softly. "Yes, Mr Malfoy, I apologise for his intrusive behaviour but-"

Draco scoffed. "That's one way to phrase it."

"Sirius was simply worried, we hoped you'd excuse his- erm- distant overviewing. Well we didn't think you'd find out to be honest."

Sirius sat on the same couch as Remus but as far away as possible from the two of them. In any other situation draco would have laughed at his mannerisms that were exactly like a cowering dog.

"Distant overviewing?" Draco repeated, surprised. "Distant. Overviewing?! It's not fucking distant when he's mauling my boyfriend!"

Sirius rolled his eyes.

Remus just looked around in confusion at Draco's outburst. "What are you talking about, Draco?"

Draco was practically breathing fire.

Remus turned cautiously to Sirius. "What's he talking about, Sirius?"

Sirius decided to take his chances. "I have.. no idea."

"Don't play dumb with me, Black." Draco could feel his magic poking sharply at his skin like needles. "You bit him!"

"You bit him?!" Remus's face went pale in horror.

"I barley touched him!" Sirius defended.

"Barley touched him my ass! He was bleeding!" He turned to Remus, seemingly forgetting he was a professor. "If you can't keep your dog on a fucking leash-"

"He was going to grab you!" Sirius fired at him.

"That doesn't matter!" Draco gritted his teeth. "None of this matters. It's MY business! You have nothing to do with it! Who ever I want to f-" Draco realised what he was about to say. "Date.. Is none of your concern." Draco stood up, the armchair Draco was sitting on slid backwards.