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[mischief_major]

[OOC: Starts with this conversation between Remus and Sirius.]

Sirius threw his Grimm&Warner to the ground and stalked into Remus' room. "Put it down," he said, dangerously, gesturing to the journal in Remus' hand. "It is my fault. Put it down."

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[howlsoftly]

Remus shook his head, shutting the book but keeping his finger in to mark the page. "Sirius, I know it's hard watching it the first time, Mother had to deal with this too, but the curse is in no way your fault, alright?"

[mischief_major]

"No, that's not..." Growling, Sirius thrust his hand forward, revealing the long, bloodstained cut across his palm. "I did this while I was watching because I'm stupid and you smelled it and that's why your night was so bad. It's my fault."

[howlsoftly]

Remus stared at the cut for a long moment before looking up at Sirius. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Sirius, I should've told you... It's my fault, honestly, I didn't prepare you properly, I'm sorry..."

[mischief_major]

"Shut up, Remus! Don't do that. Don't you apologize to me." Sirius sat down heavily, staring at his hand. "I didn't even realize I'd done it," he said, softly. "If I'd noticed and fixed the window right away, you wouldn't have smelled it and you wouldn't've..."