In a fight, there would be no contest. No matter how much anger and adrenaline hummed through Sirius' body, he'd never survive facing off against Greyback. Not now, and not ever. There had been enough times when he'd struggled to keep Remus in line, a wolf not even half the size of the one who had just fled. All of this Sirius was aware of, but none of it prevented him giving chase just the same, his body a swift shadow knifing through the tall grass in single-minded pursuit.
Greyback was fast, faster than Sirius had a hope to be, however, and mere moments after taking off after the werewolf, Padfoot skids to a stop inside the little clearing again, drawn back by loyalty but not without a considerable measure of regret. He's human again in an instant, bare knees grinding into dark earth as he reaches shaking hands for the twisted up little body curled on the ground before him.
"Remus," he says, voice strained with urgency, eyes wide. "Remus! No, no, no, no— This can't happen, not again, not— No." He glances up at Harry, gray eyes flashing bright and wild in the moonlight, and then looks back to the boy whimpering in the dirt. The sound that comes out of Sirius is high and keening, a wretched whine as he curls over the bloodied body and pulls it in against him.
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Date: 2012-02-04 05:06 am (UTC)Greyback was fast, faster than Sirius had a hope to be, however, and mere moments after taking off after the werewolf, Padfoot skids to a stop inside the little clearing again, drawn back by loyalty but not without a considerable measure of regret. He's human again in an instant, bare knees grinding into dark earth as he reaches shaking hands for the twisted up little body curled on the ground before him.
"Remus," he says, voice strained with urgency, eyes wide. "Remus! No, no, no, no— This can't happen, not again, not— No." He glances up at Harry, gray eyes flashing bright and wild in the moonlight, and then looks back to the boy whimpering in the dirt. The sound that comes out of Sirius is high and keening, a wretched whine as he curls over the bloodied body and pulls it in against him.