A/n: Hey everyone! I'm sorry it took so long to update! I've been busy with LaX and school and such.

Thanks to my beta, saralynfara! :)

Last time:
"He's dating someone else!" Sirius sobbed. "Before, when he didn't like me I just told myself that it was because he didn't like guys! Now, it's not that he doesn't like guys, he just doesn't like me! I'd rather he be straight than him be gay and dating someone else!"
James hugged his friend. "It'll be okay, Sirius. You know what you should do? You should date someone else. I'm sure there are plenty of people in school that'd be happy to date you. You never know, it could make him jealous.
Sirius looked at James. "Okay. I'll find someone."

This time:
Sirius wandered around the corridors, thinking about what he had told James. It didn't seem possible for Sirius to be able to find anyone to date for any length of time that wasn't Remus. He sighed.
"Gods, why did this have to happen to me?" Sirius muttered to the floor. "I hate my life."
"What a pity," came an answer, the voice echoing off the stone walls of the hall.
"Who's there?" Sirius asked, looking around. At first, he saw no one. It wasn't until someone stepped out of the shadows that Sirius saw who it was.
"Regulus?" Sirius asked, bewildered. "What are you doing here?"
"I had a feeling that something was wrong when I saw you walking earlier, so I followed you", Regulus answered, shrugging.
"But... why?"
Concern showed in Regulus' eyes when he said, "Sirius, you may be disowned by Mother, but you're still my brother. I still look up to you, even if you don't realize it or think I care. So what's wrong?"
"Promise you won't hate me even more?" Sirius bit his lip hard, glancing at Regulus for a moment before looking back at the floor.
"I don't hate you, Sirius. Just tell me!"
"Okay." Sirius took a deep breath. "Well, I... I'm gay."
"Knew that already, but okay."
"Wait, what? How did you know?" Sirius was even more confused. He hadn't talked to Regulus in such a long time; how did Regulus know?
"Again, I'm your brother. I just know these things." Regulus teased. " Besides, I'm bi. So, how does that make your life suck?"
"You remember Remus?"
"The half-breed?" Sirius flinched. "Oops, sorry. Your friend, Remus? The frail one?"
"Yeah."
"What about him?"
"Well, I might be... um... well..."
"Let me guess, you're in love with him?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I think he's gay too, I mean he acts like it, so why does that suck so much for you?"
Sirius sighed again. "Well, first off, he won't even look at me anymore! We've been back for two weeks, and I still don't know what I did! It was such a sudden change, I don't know if I can handle not talking to him much longer...." he choked back a sob. "And now he's dating this new guy, Adrien!" Sirius broke down and started to cry. He leaned against the wall to steady himself.
Regulus hesitated before walking over and hugging the elder Black. "Shh, it's okay, Sirius. It'll be fine. Hey, I have an idea."
"What's your idea?"
"I know of a couple of gay Slytherins who would love to have a good time with a Black."
"Oh, wow, Reg...."
"So, want me to talk to some of them?"
"Sure, why not. Not like it could make any of this any worse."
"That's the spirit. I'll meet you by the lake in an hour."

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"Getting ready for your date?" James asked as he walked into the dorm. Remus, who had just gotten out of the shower, nodded. "When is it?"
"I'm supposed to be meeting Adrien at 7 o'clock outside of the Great Hall," Remus answered, drying his hair off with a towel.
"Fun," James said, a sarcastic twinge in his voice. Remus rolled his eyes. "Hey, Rem, can I ask you something?"
"As long as it's not about Siri-us," he said, adding the last syllable of Sirius' name once he realized he was using his nickname for Sirius.
"It is. Rem, why can't you just be friends with him again? It's destroying him!"
"Yeah, right..." Remus muttered. "Like me not talking to him would mess with him that much..."
"Oh, you have no idea Remus. None at all," James said, storming out of the room.
"What the hell was that about?" Remus wondered aloud. He shrugged it off, looking at the clock. 6:45. Time for him to go down to the Great Hall for his date.

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Sirius threw a rock into the lake, his mind all over the place. I miss you so much Remy.... He sat down on the ground and put his head in his hands. Rawr.
"Hey, Sirius!" came the sound of Regulus' voice from behind him. "I have some people that I want you to meet."
Sirius didn't bother looking behind him as he said, "Just come over here. I'm not in the mood the get up."
"Mk." Regulus brought the group of guys over. He sighed as he looked at the crest-fallen look on his brother's face. He started to point out the men. "Okay, so this is Mark, seventh year. Leon, sixth year. Blake, sixth year. Hamiltonians, seventh year. Finally, my best friend, Jeremie Landens, fourth year." He sent a fond look his friend's way. "So, who do you want to 'date' to make Remus jealous?"
"I'd feel bad 'dating' any of them, though. I'd feel like I was using them!"
"Believe me, we won't feel used," said the tall red-head, Mark.
"Yeah, it'd be fun," agreed Jeremie, winking. Regulus winced, his eyes showing annoyance.
Sirius laughed. "Well, I guess if I must choose..."
"Choose me," Leon teased before bursting out in laughter.
"I'd like to date a Black..." Jeremie mumbled quietly, hoping no one heard the hope in his voice. Regulus heard him, and a pained expression took over his face. Sirius' eyes opened in understanding.
"Reg, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?" Sirius asked. Regulus nodded, and Sirius pulled him ten yards away from the group.
"What's up, Sirius?" the younger boy asked, his voice shaking slightly.
"Reg, why did you bring Jeremie here? It's obvious that you really, really like him! I don't get why he would be one of the guys that you'd bring to date your brother!" Sirius exclaimed.
"He likes you.. I just want him to be happy. I love him so much... but I know that he wouldn't ever want me," Regulus said quietly. An idea popped into Sirius' head. Maybe, just maybe, this will work.... Sirius nodded before leading Regulus back to the group.
"So, Leon, ready to be my fake boyfriend?" Sirius asked.
"Oh, of course, dearest!" Leon said, fake swooning. Sirius started laughing.
"Oh, my love!" Sirius managed to say through his laughter. "Hey, I'll meet you up at the school, okay?" Leon nodded and began to walk. The other men began to leave as well. "Hey, Jeremie, Reg, stay here for a minute, okay?" Regulus shot his brother a what do you think you're doing? look.
"Jeremie, I think Regulus has something that he needs to tell you. Isn't that right, Reg?" Sirius asked, giving his brother a pointed look.
"What? Uh, no! Why would I have anything that I need to tell you? It's not like I'm keeping anything inside, no, of course not!" Regulus said in a rushed breath. He darted his eyes around, looking at anything except for Jeremie and Sirius.
"Oh, for God's sake..." Sirius muttered. "Jeremie, he's in love with you." Jeremie's mouth dropped.
"He-what?" Jeremie said, his eyes wide.
"Sirius!" Regulus shouted. "Why the hell did you have to tell him? He doesn't love me!"
"What do you mean, I don't love you?" Jeremie asked.
"You said you want to date a Black! You want to date my brother! You love him, not me," Regulus said, looking down.
"Idiot," Jeremie chuckled, pulling Regulus into a hug. "I love you! You're a Black, too, you know! I want to date you, not your brother!"
"O-oh. Yeah!" Regulus smiled and kissed his new-found lover. Sirius coughed.
"That's good, that that guy you love loves you back," Sirius said, forcing a smile.
"I'm sorry, Sirius, I..."
"It's okay. Thanks for helping me, though, okay Reg? If you ever need my help, please come to me. I'm really glad that you don't hate me. It's hard to have the entire family hate you."
Regulus nodded. "Well, you should go find Leon and make plans and such."
"Yeah."

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Around 10 o'clock that night, Remus came back from his date to find Sirius hugging a handsome Italian guy outside of the portrait. "Bye, Leon, see you tomorrow," he heard Sirius whisper. Remus took a deep breath as the pair separated. He walked up behind Sirius and followed him into the common room.
"Hey," he said softly as Sirius walked towards the stairs. Sirius stopped dead in his tracks before turning around to face Remus. "Hey," he answered, unsure of what was going on. "Decided that I do in fact exist?" Sirius' voice cracked, and Remus could tell even in the dim light that the fire in the common room was setting off the Sirius was trying to hold back tears.
"Look, about that... can we sit down?" Sirius nodded, and the pair went to sit down on the crimson couch in front of the fire. Remus looks so beautiful in the firelight... Sirius thought as he looked at his... what was Remus to him now? A friend? An acquaintance? Nothing?
"Remy, what did I do? Did I offend you in someway? What did I do wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Please tell me, Remy. I can change. I'll do whatever it takes. I can't stand not talking to you," Sirius begged. "Please."
"You didn't do anything, Siri. Believe me."
"Why don't you want to be friends with me anymore then?" Sirius asked, confused.
"I can't tell you."
Sirius' eyes darked with hurt and pain. "Why not? You can tell me anything, Remy. Do you not want to be my best friend anymore? Why?"
"I still want to be your friend, Siri! It's just.... I... Je t'aime tellement, et je ne peux plus supporter d'être juste un ami pour toi ! Je veux... non, j'ai besoin d'être plus que ça ! Ça me tue de ne pas pouvoir te dire ce que je ressens. Mais tu me détesterais..." (1)
"Huh? Remy, I can't understand what you are saying when you talk in French. Can't you tell me in English?"
"I'm sorry, Siri, but I really can't. I want to, but I can't." "Okay. Fine. But, can we please be friends again?"
"Of course."
"Thank God," Sirius said, leaping up and hugging Remus. Remus took a deep breath, inhaling Sirius' scent. Being in Sirius' arms felt so right... he wanted this moment to never end. Eventually it had to, and the feeling of Sirius' arms around him would haunt Remus for days.

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Maybe you were right
But baby I was lonely
I don't want to fight
I'm tired of being sorry
I'm standing in the street
Crying out for you
No one sees me
But the silver moon

-"Tired of Being Sorry" by Enrique Iglesias

(1) ...I love you so much, and I can't handle just being your friend anymore! I want, no, need to be more than that! It's killing me that I can't just tell you how I feel. You'd hate me."

A/n: Hope you liked it! Reviews are always welcome :)