Just a Joke...

Remus Lupin was not in a good mood. As he ran up the stairs leading to Gryffindor Tower, he wondered briefly where he was getting the energy to run. Normally immediately after his once-a-month transformation he could barely stumble up to the tower with the help of Wormtail, Padfoot, or Prongs, let alone sprint up unsupported. It had to be adrenaline, he figured, and he had to get to the tower, find Sirius, and skin him alive, all before his unusual bout of energy wore off.

How could he? Remus wondered to himself as he approached the portrait of the Fat Lady. How the hell could Padfoot do something so impossibly idiotic?

"Bubotuber pus," was the password, and before the painting had even swung forward all the way he was through the hole and in the common room. The entirely empty and one hundred percent Sirius-free common room. Damn. He dashed up the stairs to the boys' dormitories. Judging by the snores, most of the boys were still asleep. Remus marched over to Sirius's bed and ripped the curtains back, but the bed was empty. Damn, damn, damn. He went back down into the common room and prepared to go racing back out to search the school when the portrait hole opened, and who else but Padfoot came climbing through. Sirius looked up and saw Remus advancing on him.

"Moony, look I just came from getting chewed out by Dumbledore, and I know that I shouldn't have done what I did but-"

"Shut up!" Remus said fiercely. "I don't know what the hell you were thinking, what made you think it was okay to try to feed Severus to me, but I really don't give a shit. Before you went in your little blind rage and decided to set a rabid werewolf on someone, did you possibly stop to consider the repercussions? Not only would you be charged with murder, but possibly me too! I would most certainly be expelled from Hogwarts, because no one would think I was even remotely close to being safe anymore. You'd be expelled too, although I reckon you might be now anyway. And you bloody well deserve it anyway, you idiot!"

"I know, Moony, I'm sorry-"

"Don't you dare say that! You can't be sorry! You may think you are, but after what you just did I know that your emotions are nothing but momentary whims, and you never stop to consider anything! You're so bloody stupid! So bloody stupid!"

"Moony, understand, I never thought this would affect you, or even me, I just thought about how mad I was at Snape, and how much I wanted to get even with him. And you wouldn't have got in trouble anyhow, Dumbledore would have known you didn't know what you were doing, that you were just my tool-"

"Your tool?! Your fucking tool?" Remus' vision literally went red, and before he thought about what he was doing he punched Sirius as hard as he could in the face. Sirius staggered back and Remus stumbled forward, still pummeling him with his fists. But Remus's blows started to weaken, and Sirius knew that his adrenaline must have been fading, for though he still tried to punch, Remus began to collapse to the floor.

Sirius caught him as he fell, but even as Remus began to pass out he tried to push his friend away.

"Your bloody tool?" he muttered just before he lost consciousness. Sirius sighed, cradling the smaller boy in his arms. Man, he thought as he scooped Remus up and carried him to the dormitories, I really fucked this one up.