Disclaimer: Remus and Sirius arent mine. Berylium is, if I decide to mention her. Everyone else belongs to JK Rowling.

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Oh, and this song is by the Beatles. And I guess they own it, too.

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Help, I need somebody, Help, not just anybody, Help, you know I need someone, help.

When I was younger, so much younger than today, I never needed anybody's help in any way. But now these days are gone, and I'm not so self-assured, Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down And I do appreciate you being 'round. Help me get my feet back on the ground, Won't you please, please help me.

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways, My independence seems to vanish in the haze. But every now and then I feel so insecure, I know that I just need you like I've never done before.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down And I do appreciate you being 'round. Help me get my feet back on the ground, Won't you please, please help me.

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I couldn't believe my eyes. This man…this is the man that I had loved for so long. So bloody long. The man I thought betrayed me. No, not me, us. Betrayed all of us…but no...everything has changed... Now the man standing in front of me was different. I realized I, myself, had made a mistake... the mistake of not believing him, the mistake of feeling close to no pity when he went to Azkaban, the mistake of never once going to visit... and now, after the incident in the shrieking shack, all I felt was remorse.

I don't know if I can accept him back into my arms again...my bed again...No, what I mean is, I don't know if he will let me accept him, after what I've done. I feel so ashamed. But I suppose I shouldn't be, considering that no one knew, no one understood what happened but him. But then again, he was my mate. My life-long mate. I should've known, and understood. I should've known that he was telling the truth, and I should've defended him, and I should've known that he'd never betray me, us.

Should've, should've, should've.

It's a tad late now to change that.

"Remus..." Sirius murmured, stretching out a hand, groping for something of comfort or acceptance.

I took a step back, holding the door open for him, but staying out of arms reach. Sirius' face contorted with helplessness. I could tell that hurt. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to touch him, hell, I ached to touch him.

But that had to wait.

Sirius tentatively stepped in, watching me warily, obviously still uncertain of my feelings about the entire ordeal.

"Sirius, you look terrible…do you want to wash up? I'll fix you something to eat while you're in the shower…" I asked.

Sirius looked slightly surprised. "I, eh, wanted to talk...."

"Shh, after. Go get washed up, you'll feel better." I said, leading him down the hall to the bathroom. When he was set in there, I left for the kitchen. I set about fixing quite a lot of food, provided the fact that Sirius looked as if he hadnt eaten in months. Which he probably hadn't. Well, not much anyway.

About halfway through my whole cooking spree, I burst into tears all over the poor biscuts. I let myself slide down the side of the kitchen cabinets, burying my face in my hands.

"...Remus?"

Oh, bloody hell.

I sniffled a bit and looked up, discovering that Sirius had moved across the room without a sound, and was now crouching in front of me, staring me down with those gorgeous blue pools. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------

End chapter one. Yes, tis short. Yes, I don't care. Just having a bit o' writers block, and wondering whether to continue this. Let me know what you think. Either review or Jthmrox@hotmail.com, or aim: zCherryDOOMz