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Sirius comes to him after the night in the Shrieking Shack.

No words are spoken; they are unnecessary. Lips crash together, hands grasp frantically, and broken hearts are mended.

Sirius traces a finger along the scars on Remus' back; an outward representation of what lies within them both.

After, as they lie, sated, Remus looks into Sirius' eyes. The pain of twelve years leaks out in salty drops, winding down Remus' cheeks.

"Forgive me," he whispers. "Forgive me."

Remus' hair has fallen into his eyes. Sirius brushes it away and kisses him softly; wipes away his tears.

Sirius smiles. "It's history."


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