[13] please come home for christmas (dictated + action)

[heirofficium]

 [ Sirius is... kinda sick of watching all the smooching, guys. Believe you me, it's a pretty astonishing thing. But you'd be done with it too, if you were constantly being reminded of who you should be kissing right now. 

So he's mainly stayed in his room, with a cheery little nutcracker doll to accompany him, and wishing for food so he could avoid the kitchen and seeing Remus after the fight they had. Remus hasn't said a word to him since last month, since he woke up spouting gibberish about betrayal, but now he's calmed down enough that he's actually started thinking about stuff. Don't blame him if the voice coming over the journals sounds pretty gloomy and not at all in the holiday spirit. ]

Tell me, has anyone ever just... fallen asleep here? For weeks? And did they wake up really torn up over something? 

If so, can... Can anyone tell me if that's a castle thing? [ He mumbles something sounding like 'or is that just a me thing', but it's not very clearly picked up by the journal. ]

[ He may just drag himself down to the bar, so others may find him there. ]

Comments

Sirius

[courageous_wit]

Is this about Remus? [does she have to come down there and slap some sense into you both]

dictated;

[his_nemesis]

Sirius? Are you ok? [Harry is concerned for you, dude.]

Re: Sirius

[heirofficium]

... Yes. [ Yes, this is, and yes, apparently you do. ]

I— Gra— Hermione. [ Oh, wow, if he didn't sound like hell before he sure does now. ]

Tell me I didn't— er, I don't- gh— [ He makes a little noise of annoyance. Time paradoxes, fuck you and the past and future tenses you rode in on. ]

Tell me it isn't me. I'd never... [ He sighs. This is what's been eating at him over top of everything else. ]

Re: dictated;

[heirofficium]

It's... It's complicated, Harry. I'd rather not.

[ He'd rather not think about whether he's ready to tell his future godson that his father's two best friends are poofs. Or the fact that one of those best friends made some scathing accusations pertaining to the other's lycanthropy and its value to Voldemort. ]

[his_nemesis]

How complicated? I've dealt with complicated things in the past, Sirius. [Like you wouldn't believe. Death, Horcruxes...]

[heirofficium]

[ He sighs. ]

Moony and I got into a fight. A really bad one. He said things, I did things... It was right ugly.