~September 1980~

Remus walked into the cemetery, a single rose in his hand. He was dressed in a long sleeved shirt that was out of place with the summer-time season, and a pair of long pants. He clutched the stem as he made his way towards a fresh grave, that hadn't been inhabited very long. He stared at it for a long time before kneeling down to place the rose on the headstone. While down at that level he stared at the name that read across it.

Sirius Orion Black

Born October 7, 1959 – Died September 15, 1980

Beloved son, brother, and friend; he will be missed.

Those words didn't do Sirius enough justice. Regulus, Sirius's worthless younger brother, hadn't been close to him by the time he had been killed. And his parents had hated the boy as well. Remus still couldn't stop himself from kneeling on the ground and staring at the words that were carved into the smooth marble headstone in front of him. Closing his eyes, he reached a hand out to touch the cold stone. Beneath his fingers he could feel the engraving of Sirius's name; they almost burned him. His other hand cupped his face as a few tears sneaked out. He sat in that position, feet tucked under him, for a long time with tears going down his face little by little.

He took in a long breath through his nose, which sniffled a little bit. Taking in a few breaths he let his hand fall down the stone to the dirt on the ground. Remus wiped off his eyes and looked at the grave. "It's been a week since you were killed," he whispered. "James says that he can't stand to come here because of how dreary it is. Typical, eh?" He paused, almost as if he was waiting for an answer from Sirius. When the answer didn't come he went on, "I don't know what I'm doing here myself to be honest. I'm talking to nobody after all and looking insane while doing it."

Another tear slipped out, which he wiped away. "I…I just wanted to say that I miss you Sirius. I really miss you," he said in a shaky voice. A few more tears slipped out but he didn't bother wiping them away. "I brought you a red rose. I remember how you told me that you loved them because they looked so pretty, and I told you that you were stupid for thinking that. I always wished I could have gotten you a rose. Now it's too late." Remus looked down at the ground, the tears making little marks where they hit in the dirt.

"Sirius…why did you have to die?—you barely started life and now… now you're gone. Why couldn't have you been more careful and checked behind you before going into that room? I know you were never careful but did you not think about me? You had to have known what you dying would do to me!" He took a few deep breaths in and out to calm himself down. "They told me that it was painless and you hadn't felt a thing. Is that true? The people with you on the mission said that you never even saw Bellatrix coming up behind you with her wand raised. They said it was over too quickly to do anything but try to see if you were okay."

Remus played in the dirt with his fingers for a long time. He could feel the sun setting as he simply sat there, not wanting to leave the fortress of solitude he had created at the cemetery. "I wish I could hold you Sirius. When I go home tonight, to our apartment, it's going to be so empty. I don't know if I can handle being alone like this. You always knew what to say or what to do so it wasn't so quiet in the house when we were there together. There was always music playing or you just being loud for the sake of being loud. I even miss how you would get us kicked out of bars we would go to because of how loud you were."

His eyes fell to those dates on the stone. It was so unfair that the boy, who brought joy to everyone, was gone. The world needed a simple spark of light in these times when so many people were losing their lives to defend and protect their kind from the people who were trying to push their beliefs on top of every one. James had told him that there was no point in trying to understand his sudden death since no one else explains death in the proper way. "I haven't touched your clothes yet, or anything else that you had. I can't do it, Sirius; I don't think I'm strong enough to. Sometimes I sleep with something that smells like you so I can sleep. I always dream about you. I just miss you so damn much."

Remus reached out and touched the gravestone again. He wished doing that would be a way to get him back. "How have you been? Is there a heaven?—is there anything? I just want you to know that I always loved you, and I always will love you. I don't think I'll ever be able to stop thinking about you like you don't exist. He looked down at the ground again, feeling those tears rushing down again. They made soft drop marks in the earth that he could only stare at with his cloudy vision.

"The war's still going strong. James and Lily are still fighting and they're getting married. Lily wants me to be her maid of honor since she doesn't have too many friends that are girls and her sister, Petunia, isn't going to show up. James told me he still wants you as his best man; he also wants me to wear a dress when I go down the aisle." He laughed a little and wiped at his eyes again. "I'll be sure to put a picture here since you won't be able to see it in person."

Sirius wouldn't be able to see anything ever again. They would never be able to grow old together if that was what the war permitted them to do. They wouldn't see each other again until Remus had died, which would be a long time from now. The silence went through him as it penetrated the very essence of the cemetery. Was this why they were so quiet? Even when it was loud it felt so soft. "I don't have anything else to say, Sirius. I just want you back in my arms. I wish you could hear me." Remus pinched the bridge of his nose in an attempt to keep the cry back; it didn't work.

As he stood, he brushed off the grass and dirt on his pants. Remus turned to walk away but looked back. Feebly he waved but felt like an idiot. Talking to a grave didn't give him any closure like it had given other people. He was always the exception.

A/N

This is an ongoing project of mine, meaning that my Dramione might be pushed off a bit because I'm really inspired by this. Forgive me?

I would like to thank PenguinFanatic for giving me a song to work with. On the last chapter I will put all the songs that helped me get through it (:

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