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Peter Pettigrew ([info]__wormy) wrote,
Peter gave a shake of his head. He knew Sirius did not see it, but there was no time to stop and dwell on that matte. Putting his hands underneath Sirius' arms, he pulled him up into a sitting position and leaned him back against the head board.

An uncomfortable position, but that was the point. "I---I don't care if you're tired."

It was difficult, to keep himself talking, rather then just break down and cry and be done with it all. Sirius and Remus needed him though, and until they no longer did, he would keep trying.

He smacked him again, hardier this time.

"Sirius. You realize you're being a t--twat, don't you? Just open your eyes, yeah? Stay with me..."


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