"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."
