Sirius sighed and stared at the sheet of parchment again. It was all very...cryptic, though that wasn't necessarily surprising. Remus had always been good at cryptic
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Remus stiffened, even as he was replying to another of Severus' notes. Hurriedly, he shoved all the remaining ones into the box and tapped it twice to lock it. "Why?" he called back, mouth dry.
Sirius shrugged, though he knew Remus couldn't see him, and resumed staring at the parchment. "He signed this letter, 's all. That who you've been writing to?"
"You've been reading my mail?" It took every ounce of strength Remus possessed to prevent himself from either running out screaming into the snow never to return, or running into the other room and snatching the letter from Sirius, burning it on the spot. Instead, he stood and calmly walked over to see what Sirius had found. "That's a bit rude."
"You left it lying about, I didn't realize it was your mail." This was a lie--the parchment had not, in fact, been lying about as much as it had been lying atop (a table, by a quill). Still, the principle held.
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"So, what's this bit at the end, here?"
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