[Your kind, and that's something Remus always (always) knew he'd hear from Sirius. Sirius or James or Peter, and sometimes he'd imagine that they spoke of him like that after he fell asleep; the werewolf going to kill us in our sleep, how could they not? How could they not think less of him, even secretly? He was lesser, he is lesser, and here's proof--
--but he's not, he thinks suddenly and with a snarl, he's not he's not, he's better, faster stronger keener, better than this sneering human with his pathetic stick-- and before he can think Remus leaps forward, shoving Sirius toward the ground, his jaws exposed and headed for his neck--]
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--but he's not, he thinks suddenly and with a snarl, he's not he's not, he's better, faster stronger keener, better than this sneering human with his pathetic stick-- and before he can think Remus leaps forward, shoving Sirius toward the ground, his jaws exposed and headed for his neck--]