Location: Prewett Estate Date: June 23, 1984 With: @pspettigrew
Sirius had heard James’ side of the story the night before, and that’d been enough for him to make up his mind. Peter was being a fucking asshole, and, as seemed to be the new normal, thought he knew better than James when it came to a lot of things. It was all going to his head, his newfound leadership role in the Order, Sirius thought, and he needed to knock his old friend down a few pegs. At the very least, he felt the need to stand up for James, to make sure Peter knew that, no matter who he thought he was now, James would always be his number one. Nothing could ever change that.
He knew the York team was meeting to discuss plans, and part of Sirius hoped that Peter had said something - anything - else to James, just to give him more ammunition. But he would hear about the meeting later, he was sure, and so he only had the fight to work with, and the months of pent-up, increasing frustration with his friend to pull from. But, that was enough for Sirius, who was already waiting by the time Peter arrived back at the Estate.
Sirius offered a tight, humorless smile as he turned to greet Peter with a loud, too friendly, “Wormtail, my friend!” He crossed the room, slowly, arms spread to pull Peter into a quick, too tight hug. “We should talk, yeah?” Stepping back, Sirius huffed, and nodded towards the little seating area off of the main room. “Got a minute? Of course you do. C’mon, let’s have a chat.”