Author's Note: Mostly just to make my friend Moony sad, but also because I wanted to write more angsty Wolfstar.
Pairing/s: Wolfstar (Sirius/Remus, Remus/Sirius)
Rating: K+ (I believe)
Genre: Angst, romance.

I don't own Harry Potter or any of it's characters. Obviously.

I miss you, Sirius.

I miss you more than I want to admit, and I'm sorry for that. Isn't that typical for me - to be so embarrassed for my own feelings? You should know, really, because you were the first who found out that I was, am, like that. Do you remember?

We were at Hogwarts, of course, and I was pretending to read, in the common room. You came up to me, and for once, you actually didn't try to scare me, or pull any other sort of prank on me. You just came up to me, and sat down, and you asked, "What's wrong, Moony?"

I was surprised that you've noticed that I didn't feel good - I tried to hide it so much I almost didn't notice it myself - and you convinced me to tell you everything. It took some time, but you told me not to be embarrassed. I was, but I told you anyway - about the exams, that I thought I wouldn't pass them, and you really listened, Sirius.

I miss how you just know how I feel, without asking me.

I miss how you always makes me tell you everything; things I wouldn't tell anyone else but you.

I miss how you listen to my stories about my silly feelings.

I miss you.

When you come back, maybe I will forget about the embarrassment, you know? I will love to have you back, and I would simply forget about all the frightening things, and...

And let you listen.

I miss you.

Owl me back as soon as possible.

Yours truly,

Moony

Remus put the letter in an envelope, with the address already written on it, and sealed it. When he had given it to his owl, and watched it fly away in the sunrise, he sat down by the kitchen table again.

He was a bit worried about the reply - maybe he would not get one?

If he knew Sirius, Remus would need to wait at least a day or two for it. Maybe it would not matter too much, since he would be busy - he had gotten a message from the Order the day before, saying they might have to take a look around the Ministry later.

Apparently, he did not know Sirius too well, because his owl was back four hours later with a new envelope.

You know what's typical for you, Remus?

To make your letter a bloody poem. You're acting like I've died or something.

Of course I remember that. It was the same year I fell for you, everything you said was like feeling an angel breathe glitter into my ears.

I miss you too.

Will come back tomorrow, so be prepared!

Love you,

Padfoot

Remus smiled widely and read the letter once more. When he picked up the envelope to put it back again, his eyes fixed on the date written on the back. He loved how Sirius always added the date of the day he sent the letter - it was not a very 'Sirius thing' to do, but Remus absolutely adored it.

He put the letter back, and raised from his chair.

Left on the table, an envelope rested, saying: June 18th 1996.