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marauderstower2016-10-03 05:45 pm
effingsirius) wrote in marauderstower2016-10-03 05:45 pm
a crack in the ice | post-christmas break, first year | tw: child abuse
He's obviously subdued when he comes back from Christmas break. He smiles at his friends, but he manages to ward off any hugs by clinging tight to his trunk so that he doesn't leave any arms free. There's something off about the way that he holds himself, but he manages to laugh with the rest of them and listen to stories of the holiday break with cheer.
If anyone notices that he keeps his own stories to himself, or that his laugh dies almost the instant it seems right to, it's likely the merry band of friends who've begun to call themselves the Marauders.
It isn't until they make their way up the stairs to the Tower that it becomes clear the silence is hinting at an unspoken problem. It is until they're all changing for bed that he realizes there's no way to hide the bruises from the other boys sharing the room.
Shrugging his shirt off is a quick thing, done when he hopes no one notices. He's not fast enough. Eventually, someone's going to notice. Eventually, someone's going to say something.
But until then, Sirius is going to keep to himself just how terrible of a person he is. Maybe if he keeps it secret long enough, they'll still think he deserves to be their friend.
If anyone notices that he keeps his own stories to himself, or that his laugh dies almost the instant it seems right to, it's likely the merry band of friends who've begun to call themselves the Marauders.
It isn't until they make their way up the stairs to the Tower that it becomes clear the silence is hinting at an unspoken problem. It is until they're all changing for bed that he realizes there's no way to hide the bruises from the other boys sharing the room.
Shrugging his shirt off is a quick thing, done when he hopes no one notices. He's not fast enough. Eventually, someone's going to notice. Eventually, someone's going to say something.
But until then, Sirius is going to keep to himself just how terrible of a person he is. Maybe if he keeps it secret long enough, they'll still think he deserves to be their friend.
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Peter ducked his head and gave a little shrug. "When you're bad and full of sin you shouldn't, because you could spread your taint to others," he said in a small voice, twitching slightly in his hands. Hearing his grandfather's voice preaching in his mind. "But you guys are safe, right? You already have magic, so my sins can't rub off on you?" Peter got up, absently, moving to straighten around his bed needlessly.
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"I mean, I suppose so. And I can't say much about sin, but you don't seem-- bad, Pete."
Sirius is-- has been, always will be-- so much worse.
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"Do you want to do something until James and Remus get back? Play exploding Snap or chess?"Yes, because what they just talked about seemed so normal and ok that moving on to talk about playing a game seemed alright and logical.
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He's grateful for the offered subject change. He doesn't know either, after all, that these topics aren't at all good. All he knows for certain is that they make them both feel bad. So he'll force a little brightness to his smile as he nods.
"Yeah. Lets do it. Exploding Snap ought to be good for a laugh."