Title: Regrets
Author: MysticHeero
Summary: You will always live to regret something
Warnings: Dark-ish tone to this. Mentionings of yaoi.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, though I want to claim Sirius, even if he is dead.
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He had never told him. Told Sirius that is. Remus had kept putting it off with simple and now stupid reasons, saying to himself "I'm too busy now" and "I'll tell him tomorrow". But tomorrow never came and the truth remains a secret still.
While at school, in the days of their misguided youth, Remus had put it down to a combination of raging teen hormones, high respect, and confusion due to his werewolf side. The latter idea became the more favoured one over time, more so when the rest of the Marauders learned how to transfigure them selves, and Sirius became a hound. Such similarities between werewolves and wolfhounds did not escape Remus' attention.
After graduating from Hogwarts Remus' life became hectic enough to forget the truth, and postpone telling Sirius, as he had more important things to deal with, such as: securing a well paying job, finding lodgings, James' wedding to Lily, and then the birth of Harry. Then following Voldemort's attack Remus felt utter despair and a self loathing of the truth.
It was ironic really that Harry - unintentionally - was the reason why Sirius' supposed betrayal was brought to a head and resolved between the two former Marauders. James had always soothed the pair after they fought, and now his son was doing a similar thing. The re-establishing of the Order of the Phoenix left all but Sirius too busy for anything much. Though some how Mundungus Fletcher managed to fit in hair brain schemes into his schedule. Sirius helped sometimes from lack of anything better to do.
Then the happenings in the Ministry of Magic cut everything short. Sirius was dead. The truth remained silent, and Remus was alone. Regret. Utter regret plagued the shadows of his grief.
He had never told Sirius the truth.
Never told him he loved him.