"Thief! Give her back to us, blood sucker!"
Remus did not mince his words with Silas, but the latter was not impressed. He tightened his hold, further pressing around the boy's ribs which had the merit of muting his incessant shrieks in favor of wincing and groaning.
"Give me back my mother!" he growled.
"She isn't your mother, and she will never be," the vampire tried, though struggled to keep his tone at the usual level of neutral.
"Yes, she is! You took her away from us!"
When Remus kicked at Silas' back again, the arm around his middle tensed, further straining his breathing.
Still, red in the face and almost out of breath, the child continued to hurl threats after demands all the while doing his best to hit Silas every chance he'd gotten.
"Silence!" his voice thundered through the cold, gray corridors, already two levels below the ground floor, "She isn't an object to be taken at will,"
