"Twelve Fucking years Sirius," He screamed.

"I- I'm sorry Moony."

"Don't use my stupid nickname," Remus was ready to kill.

"But…."

"Look," Remus said more softly. "Did you ever think after twelve years I may have moved on? I never thought I'd see you again and I thought you had betrayed our best friend. Do you think I could just love you for that?"

"I was hoping," Sirius looked down.

"Well I couldn't," Remus said shaking and looking shameful. "I convinced myself you had become something else. I can't do this."

"Well did you ever think," Sirius said. "That I was sitting in my cell in Azkaban as a dog, which I learned how to be for you, thinking about you, wishing I was with you, missing you, and hoping you believed my innocence. I was hoping you'd visit me. I was hoping I'd wake up and it would all be some miserable dream and I'd be sleeping beside you."

"Padfoot," Remus said. "We can't."

"I know Rem, I know."

They kissed for the last time, and remembered how they had been before the betrayal.

"I love you and I always will," Sirius muttered and he disapparated.

"Sirius," Remus said to no one. "Even after twelve years I'm not over you."