So have you ever truly felt any love for Sirius?

asktheboywholived:

sirussly:

asktheboywholived:

sirussly:

asktheboywholived:

sirussly:

asktheboywholived:

Sirius: Right… because dressing me up like a ken doll and keeping me alive translates to love. I forget sometimes. 

Walburga: I’ve done my duty as a mother.

Walburga: Name ONE TIME you’ve done your duty as a son.

Sirius: Huh… Notice how “love” and “duty” seem to be interchangeable terms in your vocabulary. *laughs bitterly*  I’m your goddam son, not a business venture.  

Walburga: You’re right. A business venture would be of much more value to me.

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sirussly:

Walburga: He is fed… he is clothed…

Walburga: …So he is loved.

Sirius: Real classy Walburga. *plasters on a smirk and shrugs* 

See… this is why we can’t have nice things… like “love”. 

FIN.

(( OOC: I just found the first RP that Jess and I ever did together… and I’m not disappointed. )) 

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