02-02-2010, 02:21 AM
He could feel his eyes practically rattle in their sockets as he glanced at Remus, to James, back to the still recovering Peter. His nerves were at a fever pitch, he could feel them clearly as he sat there desperately looking for an opening.
"Traitor!", he barked still keeping his sitting position upon the floor. On shaky arms he leaned forward, lowering his livid dark pupils to shoot a venemous glare at Peter. Tensing his jaw he added with a shrill hiss, "You murdering rat!" One of his hand shot to his face, rubbing his eyes in his frustration. "You, it's your fault. All your fault." He could feel the tears building up, like always he choked them right back down. "James", he said quietly as he turned grief-stricken eyes on his friend.
James looked a little lost, knitting his brows in confusion. It was easy to tell his conflict between helping his two suddenly rivaling friends.
He cried out, "Bloody hell, Pads! You almost killed him!"
Sirius breathed deeply thinking to steady himself a bit. He spoke hurriedly in an almost hushed pleading tone, "Let me go, please. You have to believe me. It's his fault. His fault, James. He did it. Because of him you-" The words died in his throat. "He ruins everything. It's his fault Remus- Remus!" Suddenly remembering the young werewolf's presence he shifted his eyes, "Remus, you of all people have to believe me. It wasn't me, I was innocent- you know it's true. I was innocent. Innocent!"
He only recognized the mantra he had kept in Azkaban once it had already left his lips, even to his ears it sounded not unlike madness.
Last edited by Ciaochu; 02-02-2010 at 03:28 AM..
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