Disclaimer: Well I certainly don't own it. Last I checked, my name is not J.K. Rowling.

Full Summary- During the battle of Hogwarts, Remus is hit with a curse. After the battle, he goes to Madame Pomfrey to find out what the curse was. She examines him and tells him that the curse is fatal and gives him an hour to live. Remus decides that he would rather die alone at home than in the hospital wing surrounded by people who would pity him. Madame Pomfrey wants him to stay but relents and lets him leave. Remus asks her to tell the others that he wants to be alone and not to tell them what's really going on until the hour is up. Sirius learns where Remus has gone and disregards his wish to be alone. Shortly after arriving home, he learns why his love returned home alone. Sirius resolves not to leave Remus alone and makes his last hour happy.
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Remus never saw it coming. He didn't even hear the spell being cast. All he knew was that he had turned around and had about three seconds to realize that a bright purple light was headed straight for his chest. There was no time to move, or even put up a shield. The curse hit him directly over his heart. Remus fully expected to feel pain or drop to the ground unconscious. When nothing happened, Remus continued on and engaged another Death Eater in battle. It wasn't until after the battle that he learned what the curse was and what effect it was having on him.

Remus stepped out of the fireplace and into the living room of his and Sirius' flat. He looked around. Everything was the same as it had been when he and Sirius left the night before to answer Minerva's call to fight at Hogwarts. The light on the table by the couch was still on. His book was lying on the floor where it had fallen when he had stood up abruptly. Sirius' empty glass was balancing precariously on the edge of the coffee table. Sirius had quickly set it down when they had learned that Harry was at Hogwarts. To be honest, he would have expected it to fall by now.

Remus shook his head. He didn't have much time left and he didn't want to spend it standing in the living room. He slowly walked from the room and down the short hallway to their bedroom. He opened the door and smiled as he took in the room.

In here, it was obvious that two people lived together. Sirius' favorite black jacket was thrown carelessly on the back of the desk chair. He had a few books stacked on his bedside table. There were a few pictures of motorcycles and landscapes taped up on the walls. Most of the pictures were of Remus and Sirius, almost all of them taken before Sirius went to Azkaban. James and Lily starred in a few as did baby Harry. There were only about a dozen pictures of the two of them that were taken after Sirius escaped from Azkaban and they got back together. Sirius had waited two years and until he looked more like his old self before he allowed any pictures of himself to be taken. There was one of a fifteen year old Harry standing next to his godfather. Both of them were smiling. Another picture right next to it featured Harry standing between Remus and Sirius. Directly across from the bed was a large moving picture of Remus and Sirius. It had been taken just before graduation.

Remus smiled at the Sirius in the picture before crossing the room to the bed. He leaned down and untied his shoes. Having done that, Remus leaned back on the bed, head resting on his pillow. His eyes had just closed when a soft knock came at the door. He opened his eyes and frowned. Had someone followed him here? When he didn't hear it again, Remus chalked it up to hearing things.

To his surprise, the knock came again, this time a voice called out "Remus?"

Remus closed his eyes. He knew that voice. Sirius. He should have guessed that the man would follow him here if he knew that Remus was here alone.

Sirius had apparently decided to take the silence as an invitation and slowly opened the door.

"Remus?" He called quietly. He slowly stuck his head around the door and peered into the room. Finding Remus lying in the bed, he quietly stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. Sirius crossed the room on quiet feet. Looking down at his lover, he noticed that Remus was awake.

"Remus? What's wrong?" He asked.

"Go away Sirius." Remus replied without opening his eyes.

Sirius seated himself on the edge of the bed. "Why?"

"I want to be left alone."

Sirius could hear something in Remus' voice. It was something he had only heard a few times before. He couldn't quite place it though.

"If you want me to leave Remus, then you have to tell me what's wrong.

It appeared Remus had decided that silence was his best option and so didn't say anything. Sirius sat for a few minutes, hoping that Remus would tell him what was wrong. When he didn't, Sirius moved so that he was sitting right next to Remus in the middle of the bed. He reached out a hand, grasping Remus' closest one tightly.

"Remus, open your eyes." He commanded softly.

Remus shuddered a bit. He had never been able to deny Sirius anything. And if he was honest with himself, he wanted to see Sirius one last time before he died. Remus opened his eyes, finding Sirius grey ones staring straight into his.

Seeing that Remus eyes were open Sirius proceeded to get him to talk. "Remus, tell me what's wrong."

Damn Sirius and his persistence. He knew that Remus wasn't able to deny him. How could he when he was faced with those pleading silver eyes.

Resolving shattering, Remus answered, his eyes never leaving Sirius'. "I'm dying Sirius."

Sirius was stupefied. "Wh…what?"

"I'm dying." Remus repeated.

"How?"

"I was hit with a curse during the battle. When it didn't do anything, I didn't think it was a problem. I went to see Madame Pomfrey after the battle and she told me that it had been slowly killing me throughout the battle."

Now Sirius knew what that faintly familiar emotion he had heard in Remus' voice was. It was fear. Remus was afraid of dying. Well, that was normal. Any sane person would be afraid of dying.

"How long do you have?"

"An hour."

Sirius' heart clenched. An hour. He only had an hour left with the man he loved. Sirius immediately resolved that he would remain with Remus the entire time. He would make sure Remus' last hour was a happy one.

Remus saw the resolve in his eyes and immediately set about trying to dissuade him.

"No Sirius. I don't want anyone here. I don't want to see the pitying looks. I would rather die alone."

"I won't be giving you any pitying looks."

Remus looked at his love skeptically. "Promise."

"Promise." Sirius said.

Knowing that Sirius meant it, Remus relaxed and a smile began playing around the edges of his lips. Taking that as an encouraging sign, Sirius shifted so that he was leaning against the headboard and drew Remus up so that his head was resting in Sirius' lap. Sirius' hand went to Remus' hair and absently fiddled with a few of the strands.

"You remember when we first met?" Sirius asked.

Remus smiled faintly. "Of course. How could I forget? I was sitting in a compartment on the train. It was empty except for me and Peter, who looked so frightened that I expected he wouldn't say a word. Just as the train left the station, I heard this horrible racket. Imagine my surprise when the racket grows louder and I see that two black haired boys are causing it. It was an even bigger surprise when they opened the door to the compartment. They entered, sat down, one next to me and the other next to Peter. The one next to Peter was wearing glasses and promptly introduced himself as James Potter. Then the other one introduced himself as Sirius Black. I managed to shake your hands and Peter did as well, though the poor boy looked like he was close to passing out."

Sirius smiled. "And then that night, after the feast, we all met up in the dorm. You and Peter looked at me and James as if you expected us to promptly try and blow up the dorm. I'll never forget the look on your face when James announced that we were going to be best friends."

There was silence for a moment before Remus spoke. "I'll never forget the night the three of you cornered me and told me that you knew my secret."

Sirius laughed. "You looked like you wanted to simultaneously burst into tears and run away. As I recall, you did both. Well, you tried to run away. James stopped you before you had taken more than two steps and told you that we didn't care. It took forever to convince you that we didn't hate you and no we weren't disgusted by you."

"You should have been." Remus mumbled.

A slight frown crossed Sirius' face but was gone quickly. "No, we shouldn't have.

"Remember the prank we pulled in fourth year on McGonagall?"

Remus laughed. "That was hilarious. It was the first and only time we ever saw Minerva that angry. I honestly thought that fire was going to come spewing out of her mouth and incinerate us. We were lucky to make it out of there alive."

"Yes, but it was worth it to hear Snape going around for a week cursing out everyone who so much as said a word to him. That was a brilliant hex you found. To be honest, it was after we pulled that prank that I realized that I fancied you."

"I realized it in second year but spent most of my time trying to deny it. It wasn't until you cornered me in our empty dorm and told me that you fancied me that I stopped denying it."

Sirius looked sheepish. "Ah, well, I didn't actually corner you."

"What?"

"James and Peter tricked us into being alone together. Peter was supposed to leave you up there under the pretense of going to get food while James sent me up there to get something or other. It wasn't until I heard a faint click that I realized we were locked in. I had told James of my feelings for you a week earlier and he decided to take matters into his own hands and lock us in the dorm together. You were still in the showers when I tried every spell I could to get the door open but nothing worked. James told me through the closed door that I wasn't allowed out until I told you. I spent fifteen minutes working up the courage to do so."

"That explains a lot." Remus trailed off with a faint smile on his face. He was grateful to his friend for locking the two of them together in their dorm. Otherwise he and Sirius may never have gotten together.

"My favorite memory is the night you three revealed that you were Animaguses. Once I got over the shock that is."

Sirius chuckled. "I thought you were going to pass out from the shock. It seemed like forever before you breathed. If the transformation hadn't started right then, I'm convinced that you would have immediately started berating us."

"I would have."

A low cry escaped Remus' mouth and Sirius looked down to see that his lover's face was twisted in pain, hands pressing hard against his chest.

"Moony, are you okay?"

Stupid question, he knew. How could Remus be okay when he was dying?

Remus shook his head. "My chest hurts." He whispered. "Madame Pomfrey warned me that this would happen. She said that the curse would eventually make its way to my chest and my heart. She said that it would hurt. It won't be long now."

Sirius looked at the clock on the bedside table and was shocked to notice that a half hour had already elapsed. He didn't have much time with Remus left. He decided not to tell Remus that a half hour had already passed. He didn't want to worry the man. Looking around for a distraction, his gaze fell on the large picture of the two of them.

"Remember when that was taken?" He asked, indicating the picture.

Remus opened his eyes and looked at the picture. "Yes, it was Lily's idea. She insisted on getting a picture of the two of us. She forced us to pose under the tree that we always claimed when we were outside. Then she made us take one of her and James. It wasn't until after graduation that she revealed why."

"It was a nice present though. Now we could always remember one last happy moment when we were still students unaffected by the war. It's too bad that the one of her and James was destroyed. It would have made a good present for Harry."

"Everything was destroyed that night. Two innocent lives, a young family, our friendship with each other though that had been destroyed when Peter turned traitor, not that we knew it at the time. Our relationship was destroyed." Remus whispered.

Sirius frowned. He didn't want to discuss sad things when Remus was dying. He didn't need them taking up residence in his thoughts as well.

"Not completely destroyed. We never stopped loving each other throughout all those years. And when I escaped and we were reunited, we were able to pick up the pieces and slowly rebuild it."

"At least it wasn't long before you were found innocent. The Ministry captured Pettigrew and the truth quickly came out. Then we were able to truly be together."

Remus sucked in a harsh breath, face once more tightening with pain. Sirius looked at the clock and saw that they only had ten minutes left. He let his hand drift down from Remus hair and gently brush against his cheek. The soothing touch seemed to take away some of the pain and soon Remus face relaxed.

"It's getting worse." He panted, sucking oxygen in desperately.

"You'll be alright Remus. I promise." Sirius whispered.

"I'm actually jealous."

Remus opened his eyes, confusion clearly present in the forest green orbs.

"You get to see James and Lily before I do. You'll get to run around and cause mischief with James while I'm down here."

Remus laughed but the sound was painful. Nothing like his usual laugh or the carefree one that only came out around Sirius.

"I'm sure Lily won't let us get into too much trouble. She's had sixteen years to learn how to keep James from going too far and you know me, never one to start something without the rest of you."

Time was almost up. Remus only had a few minutes left and it looked like those few minutes were going to be painful.

On an impulse, Sirius leaned down and pressed a kiss to Remus lips. He hoped that the kiss conveyed everything he couldn't say. How much he loved him and how much he was going to miss him when he was gone.

Remus possessed just enough strength and will to kiss Sirius back briefly. The kiss carried an unspoken message as well. Remus was telling him that he loved him more than anything.

"You'll be alright Siri." Remus breathed when Sirius broke the kiss. "You're strong. You'll go on and look after Harry. And when you're old and grey and surrounded by Harry's grandkids, then you'll join me, James and Lily in heaven."

Tears threatened at the corner of Sirius' eyes and he hastily swiped at them. He wasn't going to cry. Not now. He needed to be strong for Remus who was being so strong through all of this pain.

Remus screamed, a long drawn out scream that conveyed every last bit of the pain he was feeling. His hands scrabbled at the bed, desperately searching for something. Sirius grabbed both of his hands and squeezed them gently, letting Remus know that he was there. The scream lasted for minutes, never dropping in volume or strength. Sirius' heart broke to hear the tortured sound. He wanted desperately to take the pain from Remus and into himself. He didn't want his love to have to suffer any more than he already did.

Eventually the scream died away and Remus was left panting on the bed. His breaths were coming slower now. Each one was a struggle to inhale. Sirius knew without looking at the clock that they only had seconds left.

Remus eyes opened and flicked aimlessly around the room before slowly locking on to Sirius. Sirius' breath caught in his chest at the look in Remus' eyes. They were startlingly clear and for the first time, Sirius couldn't find a trace of the fear that was always present in Remus' eyes. For once, Remus was truly at peace.

Remus held his gaze for one long moment before a smile filled his face. His eyes drifted closed and his breaths were shorter and faster now.

It didn't take long. Mere seconds after Remus' eyes had closed his drew in one long deep breath and held it for what seemed like an impossibly long time. Sirius took that brief moment to lean close and whisper "I love you Remus." As soon as he had done so, Remus slowly let the breath out and then was still.

Sirius' hands began to shake as he pressed one last kiss to the still warm lips before sitting back up. Looking down at Remus, it looked like he was sleeping and would wake up any moment now. The smile was still on Remus' face, frozen there for all of eternity. It was that smile that broke Sirius. He dropped Remus' hands which he hadn't let go of this entire time as he began to cry.

Heartbreaking sobs wrenched themselves from Sirius who made no attempt to stop them. He pressed his hands against his face and sobbed as he thought of the things he would never have again. He would never hear Remus' whispered good morning when he woke up; never feel his arms around him when he had a flashback of Azkaban. He would never see that soft smile on Remus' face when he looked at him; never hear Remus tell him that he loved him every night before the fell asleep. But what broke Sirius most of all was knowing that he would never have Remus again.

An: This is my first published story. If there's anyone out there reading it, I would love to hear from you even if it is criticism.

AN 2: There will be a sequel to this so be on the lookout for it here in the next few days.