Author's Notes: I don't know if this is any good but I love the idea of thought provoking/ mushy ficlets. This can be taken as slash or whatever. I don't know. Please tell me what you think! (ie, what I can change to make it better etc)
Disclaimer: I don't own Remus or Sirius. Though if I did I'll be making them do cutesy things like brushing each others hair....*sigh* a girl can dream!
Two men, one with light auburn hair, streaked with grey, the other with deep chocolate brown hair, untidy and scuffed were staring wistfully into the depths of a smeared and cracked mirror in a dingy, cramped bedroom.
"Do you see what I see Remus?" The man with the periwinkle eyes asked, his expression tight and drawn, a sense of sadness and loss seemed to be emitted from this man. A disarray of negative feelings from both the present and past, whilst he delves into his happier days, permeating his spare time with the person he was. His personality had drastically changed while he resided in the unwelcome constraints of Azkaban, his thought twisted and turned, dear old mischievous Sirius had somehow metamorphosed into bitter, cynical remains. All that left of his old sense of self is Remus.
Remus Lupin turned his head slightly, facing Sirius his face naturally contorting into a confused look.
"All I see, Sirius, is two men, drawn and weary stripped of a promising start. Two men that exist too much into the past while they're needed in the present. Sirius, let go...you are just as wonderful as you ever were" Remus looked back towards the grimy mirror, he saw his own lined face, his prematurely aged self gazing back. Looking like a sorry remainder of what he wished he'd be. Instead, there was just a hollow of a man, his dreams and secrets stripped and dissipated to be scattered by the harsh wind that travelled aimlessly without reason.
Remus stared through the oval mirror that reflected their upper bodies and as he watched Sirius' eyes meet his in the mirror, he smiled. A reassuring sliver of hope before he slipped his hand around the limp form of Sirius' hand.
"I miss the past Remus" Sirius looked close to sobbing, Remus felt his heart pulsate faster as Sirius suddenly squeezed his hand tightly, clinging it for any sense of the present. The past was the entire world for Sirius, the past was where the Sirius he desired and was, still roamed. A prefect, Next in line to head boy, admired by all the males, lusted after by the women and now this has been tainted, flung away with the same wind that had stripped Remus of his hopes away.
Remus cast a stubborn look to Sirius through the mirror, he lifted his right hand that still clutched to Sirius' to his chest, and stood defiant.
"Don't you worry Sirius. You've got a lot going for you. You'll be free soon...you've got Harry, you've got Buckbeak..."
"And most of all...I've got you"
"That's right Sirius. I'll always be here..."
"And you'll love me? A sorry old washed up git like me?" Sirius asked, disdainfully he clucked his tongue, refusing to look into Remus' face as he sighed heavily.
Remus squeezed his hander even harder and sighed too, he cupped Sirius' hand with his left hand so that Sirius' hand was now totally encased in the safety of Remus' own worn and battered fingers and palm.
"Of course I'll love you, and I do love you. Sirius, dear friend...remember that love is blind"
Don't y'all think Remus and Sirius make the perfect couple? Anyway, has anyone been irritated by how ff.net hasn't spelt Sirius' name right in the character selector thing? Sirus my ass...they better change it soon! Please review :D