| Current mood: | enraged |
Rot in Hell. Rot in Hell, they can BOTH now go rot in Hell.
Remus with his pityful, simpering deference, and Severus with his facade of politeness and calling me "love" in a saccharine voice when I know he doesn't mean it and is only doing it to provoke.
Bastards! Both of them! I love one, and want to help the other, that's all! What do I get for my efforts???? Shit upon, and derision, and false words of endearment.
Screw them both all the way to Hell and back.
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