Third Year - Pitiful One
Sirius black
Sirius walks into his dorm and it's completely trashed. All of Remuss things are on the ground and Remus stands in front of his wardrobe with his hands to his face . His sobs echoing throughout the room.
“Remus?” He asks. James and Peter behind him.
Remus doesn’t answer. Sirius walks up to him, bringing his hands to Remus’s wrists. Remus pulls away, making Sirius back down.
“Come on Remus what happened “. Remus drops his hands , his face soaked in tears . His eyes are puffy and his chin is wobbling to hold back the tears.
“Moons,” Sirius says softly. Remus pulls Sirius into a hug, sirus wraps his arms around him . Remus fully collapses into his arms, holding on so tight Sirius can hardly catch a deep breath.
Remus cries into his shoulder, his body is shaking from the sobs. Sirius brings his hand to the back of his head. Running his hands through his short brown hair.
“ What happened? “ he whispers.
“I can’t find my bracelet . “ Remus sobs into his shirt.
“I’ll get you a new one “ Sirius suggests .
“No. “ Remus pulls away from him. “fuck you! I don't want a new one.” He yells at Sirius. Sirius flinches back as Remus spits at him.
“We’ll help you look for it, mate. it's okay” James suggests.
“Did you look under your bed? Cause I lose stuff under mine all the time. James go look . I’ll look in the bathroom. It’s alright” Peter insists.
Remus continues to cry . Sirius takes his hand to the side of Remus’s face wiping his tears. “What’s wrong , moons?” He says softly to calm his tears.
“She’s gone” Remus whispers so lightly.p he hardly says anything coherent at all. “She’s gone and I wasn’t there.” Remus' chin trembles and Sirius feels his stomach drop.
Oh god.
Sirius pulls him into a hug. Unsure of what else to say. He never thought of what to say when this time came. He can’t process any words.
Remus grips his hands into the back of Sirius’s shirt. Sirius brings Remus’s head closer to his chest. Rubbing his scalp gently.
“I found it!” James calls out from under Remus’s bed. “Ow! “ thump. James hisses “Fucking hell why are these beds so low.” He comes out from under the bed. Rubbing the back of his head.
“Petey I found it!” He calls out. James walks up to Remus and Sirius bracelet in hand. Remus lets go of sirius. Rushing to grab the bracelet out James’s hand.
“Is this the one your mum gave you? It’s cool as hell do you think she could-“ Remus starts Holding the bracelet to his chest . Calming down his breathing before Sirius hears it hitch.
“James don’t you have quidditch practice right now?” Peter exits the bathroom. Before Remus runs into it slamming the door shut. Peter turns to the door, his eyes wide at Remus’s quickness. They all hear the door lock click.
“ Yeah . I think I can skip though, is he alright?”
“It’ll be alright . You guys go I’ll stay here “ Sirius says softly.
“You sure?” Peter questions .
“ I can come back with dinner, after. ,” James suggests.
“That would be perfect jamsie thanks”
“Okay. Love you. Let me know later if he’s alright.” James says grabbing His quidditch uniform that was perfectly laid out on his bed already.
“Love you” Peter waves. Leaving with James. They shut the door behind them. Sirius walks to the bathroom door and knocks on it,
“Moony?” He whispers.
“Just leave me alone Sirius” Remus sniffles from the other side of the door. Sirius presses his back against the door.
“Do you really want me to go? Because if you want me to leave you alone I’ll go. I just want to know that you’re okay “
Silence. Sirius Slides down the door to the floor. He bites at his nails until Remus says something. Or until he builds up the courage to say something.
“I was supposed to see her this week, “ Remus whispers . It sounds like he’s sitting on the floor as well
“I don’t know what to do. I feel empty. Now I have no one.”
“You have us,” Sirius says softly.
“I wish that was enough “ sirius can hear Remus’s head Hit back into the door lightly.
“We’re here for you moons. I’m here for you”
“I don’t want your pity, “ Remus sighs.
“I'm not pitying you , Remus . I’m your friend and I care about you”
Sirius hears movement from behind the door, he hears the lock click again. And he quickly moves away from the door,
Remus opens it. He stands above Sirius, his face is puffy and his bracelet is around his wrist.
“I'm just tired,” he says softly. Sirius rushes to his feet. Remus looks at Sirius for a moment unsure of what to do. “Come on” he says, grabbing onto Remus’s hand.
Sirius leads him to his bed. On the other side away from the mess. Remus plummets onto his bed over the covers. Sirius drops his hand. Kneeling down next to his bed.
Remus covers his face away from Sirius. “Do you need anything I can get you some water”
“No” Remus mumbles into his hands
“Okay” Sirius mumbles as he stands up and Remus mutters. “Stay with me”. Sirius feels his heart skips a beat. Remus’s hands fall from his face., and he moves to the other side of his twin sized bed.
Does he want me to lay next to him? Oh god.
Sirius does what Remus wants , he lies next to him . their faces are about two inches apart. The knot in Sirius stomach is so tight he’s afraid he won’t be able to breathe.
He’s even prettier this up close .
“Tell me something,” Remus whispers softly.
“Like what?” Sirius croaks out.
“Something funny.”
Something funny? Sirius’s mind is completely blank.
“Anything “
“Okay. Something funny. Uhm” Sirius stumbles on his words. “The other night I got up to some water. And Paul jumped out to my leg and I tripped
“I swear that cat has got it out for me “ Sirius sniffles a laugh.
Remus muffles his laugh. By sealing up his lips . Sirius chest feels heavy, he feels his face heat up
“How did none of you wake up? Honestly . I guess it was kinda funny because Paul started walking all over me.”
Paul jumps up on the bed from the mention of his name and meows at the two.
Remus smiles and Sirius’s stomach twists one more.
“I’m trying to be a cat person I swear” Sirius sits up. He can’t stand the feeling he has that close to remus.
He picks up Paul and places him on his lap. Paul snuggles up against Sirius before waving his paws to his hair. Paul's claws wrap around his hair before he starts biting on it.
“No, no , no. Not my hair” Sirius holds him away from his chest. He can hear Remus’s small laughs, it warms his heart to know he’s making him laugh right now.
“What have I done to you cat?” Sirius continues. Remus sits up. “I’ll take him. He likes me”
“He likes me too,” Sirius says surely. Paul turns his attention to Remus and meows at him once more. “Fine. You take him” Sirius gives Paul to Remus . And Sirius backs up to Remus’s headboard and leans his head back.
Remus holds Paul close to him leaning over him slightly. Sirius starts to hear him sniffing and his body starts shaking once more.
“Moony-“
“Shut up sirius. “ Remus croaks out sorrowfully
Sirius seals his lips shut.
Silence. Sirius wants to say something. He doesn’t know what . He wants to hug Remus once more and tell him everything’s going to be okay even if it’s not.
“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to take this out on you.” Remus mumbles through tears.
Sirius scoots forward and brings Remus back into a hug. “It’s okay,” he whispers. Paul in inbetween them on Remus’s lap and cuddles up closer to him.
“It’s not okay” Remus grips his arms around Sirius. Sobs are echoing through the room
“It’s okay. It’s going to be okay” Sirius holds onto Remus tighter. Burying his face into his shoulder.
***
Sirius is laying next to Remus again. Paul’s laying down at his feet. And Remus is fast asleep. Remus’s arm has subconsciously wrapped around Sirius's waist and Sirius just wants to stay here forever.
Sirius who was also asleep wakes up he hears the sound of the door opening.
”Pst. Remus, Sirius ?” Whispers Peter .
“Where are they? Oh” . James questions before his eyes point to Remus bed. Plates of food in his hand. Sirius moves Remus’s arm from him. He sits up, carefully making sure Remus doesn’t wake up. He makes his was to peter and James.
”shh. He’s sleeping” Sirius’s hushes them.
“Is he okay? What happened?” Peter asks softly.
”his mom died” Sirius answers . His throat tightens at his words.
“what?” Peter and James ask in unison. “That can’t be he was going to see her this week” Peter continues.
Sirius doesn't know what to say. He never knows what to say.
”is he going to be okay?” James asks , a frown plastered on his face
“I don’t know” Sirius mutters