A/N: I want to thank mookiemoooo for her nice review on Dear Ginevra Weasley. She gave me the idea for this drabble, so thanks! She sent me some other ideas too, and I might work on those later on.
Remus Lupin sighed. It wasn't easy reasoning with Tonks; he had given her his argument and she just refused to accept it. What could he tell her now? She'd heard it all. And whatever he did tell her she would just throw aside again.
He looked into her expectant face. He missed seeing her smile. He wanted her hair to be vibrant pink again. He wanted for her to be happy, but that seemed impossible. It was his fault that she did not smile.
Preparing himself, he grabbed her hand.
"I need you to know – I'm still not over Sirius."