Standing outside of a small, darkened house Remus Lupin stood lingering. He had recieved an owl earlier that week, telling him to go to this exact address. It was from none other than Sirius Black. He knew he had the address right, but he was not sure if anyone was home. The lights we all off and it was as silent as the dead. Not wanting to upset Sirius, if he was in fact there, Remus walked up to the house and walked inside, like the letter told him to do.

The house was well furnished, and seemed very muggle. Looking around a bit, Remus could see no sign of his dear friend. Walking in a bit further, Remus searched for Sirius. He came across a staircase and started his way up them. When he reached the top he found himself to be face to face with a large black dog.

The dog transformed into Sirius in a matter of a second. Smiling, Sirius reached out and pulled Lupin in embracing him in a lonely hug. "Remus, how I've missed you."

Remus pulled away and replied, "I've missed you as well. So this is were you have been staying?"

"For now, I go from place to place. Been thinking of returning home, it is my house you know. So how about you, where do you reside? I honestly wasn't sure if you would get my letter, good thing the owl knew where," said Sirius.

"London. Why did you tell me to come here, Sirius?"

"Why not? We are friends, are we not?" Sirius asked, fustrated and confused.

Remus let out a long sigh. "Yes, we are. But it's been almost thirteen years since we have truly seen each other. I only seen you at Hogwarts for one day. We can't just pick up from where we left off twelve years ago, Sirius. Life doesn't work that way, things change."

Looking down at the floor, Sirius walked away from the landing and went down the hallway, thinking about what his dear friend just told him. Turning around he said, "But why not, what has changed? I may have been in Azkaban for all these years, but that doesn't mean I don't know you. Since I've been gone you have lived your life in a lonely state of mind. You stay in your flat, searching for some new meaning. You refuse to be social, knowing that I might come up in conversation with old friends. Your love is still strong, yet you hold it back. And every full moon you run through the forest, tearing at yourself physically and mentally. Remus, why bother even coming if you didn't want us to be what we used to be? Marauders for life."

"I can't help it. You just left. I had to move on. When they arrested you, that night I sat alone in our flat, empty of tears. I didn't leave for weeks. James and Lily had just been murdered, and you were sent to Azkaban. I was all alone in the world, Sirius. Surely you can understand. I wasn't social because you were all I had, and you were ripped away from me in an instant. You were my world, and when you left I was only a fragment of the man I had been, and I have been that fragment ever since," said Remus, angrly. He hadn't meant to, but his voice was raising louder and louder.

Stopping to stare into the werewolves eyes to search for a flicker of hope, Sirius began to feel like Remus didn't even want to be friends with him any longer. Running his hand through his shaggy black hair, Sirius thought about what to say next. Remus has a point, and Sirius was beginning to understand. Yet why couldn't Remus see that he still loved Sirius.

"What do you feel for me, Remmy?" Sirius asked quietly.

Remus' eyes grew wide when he heard the name Sirius had called him since the first time they realized they loved each other, all those years ago at Hogwarts. "I, I don't know, Sirius. I care for you, yes. But its been such a long time."

Shifting from foot to foot, Sirius bit his lip, questioning what his next move would be. "This might help you," he said finally. Before Remus had time to react, Sirius reached forward and grabbed him by the shoulders and drew him in closer and kissed him. At first Remus tried to put up a fight, but after a few seconds he relaxed and deepened the kiss. Pulling away, Sirius saw that Remus still had his eyes closed.

"Oh Siri, Siri, Siri. You know I still love you. I always have and always will. But it' just so, difficult to pick up the pieces of where we left off. Please understand," Remus said softly.

"Remus, I do understand. I truly do understand. I'm just asking that we try. That is unless there is someone else," Sirius said, raising one eyebrow questionly.

"No one. Never has been anyone else," Remus stated shyly. He didn't like telling people that Sirius is the only person he has ever been with. He wanted it to stay that way. "Come with me to London," Remus said without thinking.

"How are you going get me there without being seen? I'm still wanted you know. How did you get here?"

"I apperated."

Sirius' eyes lite up. "I have broom!"

Sirius ran down the creaky stairs and went into the kitchen. He came back with a Firebolt. "Come on, we gotta hurry before anyone sees us." Sirius was beaming with glee.

They stepped outside and Sirius got on the broomstick. Remus wondered how he got it. "Well get on," said Sirius.

"Promis you won't go fast," Remus said.

"I promise."

Remus got on and they rose into the air slowly at first. Looking behind him, Sirius looked at Remus and winked. Remus then knew Sirius lied. Rearing back just a bit, they then took off at top speed heading high in the air towards London. Remus was getting nausous. He hated flying because of Sirius, who always had to go as fast as he could. Sirius ruined flying for Remus honestly.

"Could you slow down?" Screamed Remus.

"No, too much time as been lost already. I can't."