00:45, 7th June 1994
It was late but Remus didn’t sleep, no he couldn’t. He just wandered back and forth, back and forth. His tea stood long forgotten and cold on the counter as he kept walking. His brain was overflowing with thoughts some where about Sirius, what he wanted to say to him, what he should say to him, what he wanted to do with him.
Others were merely emotions, he felt betrayed not just by Peter but by Dumbledore as well. Twelve years ago he had been in Dumbledores office telling him that there was no chance of Sirius being the rat, that it had to be another explanation. He’d been called “Naive” and told that he was just “Blinded by love”. So he gave up, convincing himself that the evidence pointed towards Sirius, he had to be the traitor.
His hips and right knee had stared to ache quite badly. He’d been walking to roughly even with the support of his cane. He slowed down and focussed on his cane to escape the thoughts and the pain.
Thud
Thud
Thud
Thud
Thud
Knock
Remus looked up at the door, did he hear something?
Knock knock
Someone was definitely at the door. Who would come and see him so late at night? He slowly made his way over and opened the door. “Sirius?”
“Remus” Sirius said in a lowtone. He had been cleaned up and was wearing nice clothes but he was still far from the Sirius Remus once knew. His cheeks was still just as hollow, his eyes just as tired and his scars just as visible as they were the previous night.
Remus moved to the side and gestured Sirius to come in, before he closed the door. “We can sit down if you like” He said eying the sofa. They walked and sat down in silence, just looking at each other.
“Do you want something tea? Water?” Remus broke the silence.
“Just hold me, please” Sirius said still having the a rough voice from all the years of being mute. “Just for tonight.” He felt one of Remus arms wrapping around his waist in pulling him in close. The other holding his head tight against Remus chest, he closed his eyes focusing the man’s heartbeats.
Thump
Thump
Thump
Thump
Sirius grabbed the arm that was holding his head, hard and with both his hands. Like a child with their favourite stuffed animal and stared to sob in to the other mans chest. His sobs started out choppy being interrupted by gasps for air but slowly his breath became steadier and his sobs less violent. Slowly he fell asleep.