Remus' body jerked as well, thought for a different reason.
"STOP IT." He tugged and yanked at his restraints, fighting against the chains he could do little more than make clank about, with a desperation and anger to his voice that he couldn't hide. When Warwick's words caught up to him, he fell limp in is chains, hands fisted until the skin started to turn white as he forced the words at.
"I'll play your sick game, just stop." He couldn't take Sirius' screams. Each one like a spike being driven into him. "You chained him up and cast hexes and spells on him. Horrible, painful hexes and spells. Cut into him and beat him until he was a bloody bruised mess and then healed him to do it over again. When hurting him wasn't enough you tried to get inside his head. You insulted him, you made jibes about his traitorous choices and threats on his friends. And when nothing you did got the results you wanted-" He didn't look at Sirius for any of it, trying to find the words, most of them catching in his throat.
"You tried to break him down with a different kind of torture." He yanked at his chains again, the wolf in him dragging a snarl from his throat as he did. Right now, a terrified part of his brain was trying not to acknowledge the fleeting thought of just how happy he would be to let it loose on Warwick.
"Stop." For the love of Merlin, please, make him stop.
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"STOP IT." He tugged and yanked at his restraints, fighting against the chains he could do little more than make clank about, with a desperation and anger to his voice that he couldn't hide. When Warwick's words caught up to him, he fell limp in is chains, hands fisted until the skin started to turn white as he forced the words at.
"I'll play your sick game, just stop." He couldn't take Sirius' screams. Each one like a spike being driven into him. "You chained him up and cast hexes and spells on him. Horrible, painful hexes and spells. Cut into him and beat him until he was a bloody bruised mess and then healed him to do it over again. When hurting him wasn't enough you tried to get inside his head. You insulted him, you made jibes about his traitorous choices and threats on his friends. And when nothing you did got the results you wanted-" He didn't look at Sirius for any of it, trying to find the words, most of them catching in his throat.
"You tried to break him down with a different kind of torture." He yanked at his chains again, the wolf in him dragging a snarl from his throat as he did. Right now, a terrified part of his brain was trying not to acknowledge the fleeting thought of just how happy he would be to let it loose on Warwick.
"Stop." For the love of Merlin, please, make him stop.