Sorry for not updating for a while, but I've been having a tough time.
Been really really stressed with school, nearly quit. But just taking some time off.
Anyway, I hope you like it. (:
I opened my eyes. I could hear a noise from the other side of the room, a cough. I sat up quickly and regretted it; I was dizzy and had to lie back down again.
"Hey Rem," said the dreamy voice of Sirius.
"Sirius?" I asked, bewildered. His face came into view above me, as he sat down on the side of my bed. Those beautiful grey eyes and that sexy smile.
"Yeah babe," he said, smiling.
"But, how are you here?" I asked, grabbing his hand. I didn't want to ever let go.
"I escaped," he said. "I couldn't stay in there without you." He leaned down and kissed me on the lips for a few seconds before lying down next to me and placing an arm around me.
"Sirius, I love you," I said crying. He started running his fingers through my hair.
"I love you too," he said. "You look tired, maybe you should sleep."
"No. I don't want to," I said stubbornly. "I want to see you."
"I'll be here when you wake up, I promise," he said softly. I nodded and closed my eyes.
I opened my eyes. He was gone. Where was he? He promised! I closed my eyes and opened them again, praying that when I'd open them, he'd be standing in front of me smiling my favourite smile. But he wasn't. I broke down.
I couldn't see anything, hear anything, feel anything. I was completely numb of all emotions. I just cried and cried. I vaguely remember being picked up and carried away. The next thing I knew, I was staring up at the ceiling of the Hospital Wing.
"Are you feeling ok?" asked James, who was sitting next to me. I nodded stiffly.
"W-what happened?" I asked quietly, feeling unable to talk. He sighed.
"I don't know Rems," he answered. "I walked upstairs and you were lying on the floor shaking and crying and I didn't know what do. I took you down here."
"And it was extremely serious," said Madam Pomfrey, walking in and standing next to my bed.
"Why?" I asked.
"You came close to having a heart attack," she said. How did I almost have a heart attack?
"But how?" I asked.
"You're obviously overly stressed about something. Stress can cause heart disease, which can ultimately lead to a heart attack. Either that or you're eating unhealthily, and from what you friend tells me, you're eating extremely healthy," she said. "So you need to deal with whatever you're stressed with."
I groaned. How could I deal with it? I can't help having dreams about the love of my life, and waking up to find him still gone. Never coming back.
"Where's Pete?" I asked quickly, wondering why he wasn't in the Hospital Ward.
"He said he needed to do something important," said James. "I don't know what, sorry."
"Oh," I said, grimacing at the pain my headache was inflicting.
"Mr Lupin, we need to know what's stressing you, so we can help you overcome it," said Madam Pomfrey seriously. I sighed. I'd have to tell them.
"I, uh," I started. I couldn't finish. "Sorry, I don't want to talk about it."
"Please, Rem," said James.
"It hurts to think about it," I said quietly, trying not to cry.
"I think I know what it is," said James, looking directly into my eyes.
"What is it?" I asked him.
"It's Sirius, isn't it?" he asked. He probably saw the brim of my eyes filling up with tears. "Oh, Remus. I didn't know you were still upset about that," he said, pulling me in to an awkward one-armed hug. I sighed and let the tears fall down my face.
"I j-just w-w-want him b-back," I cried. James started rubbing my back.
"It's alright Remus. We can get through this. I miss him too, a lot," James said into my ear.
"I-I k-keep having d-d-dreams about h-him," I explained through sobs. "And then I w-wake up and h-he's g-g-gone again," I said.
"Aw Moony. I know it's hard, but you're going to have to try and get over him. And I know it's hard to hear this, but he's not coming back," said James. I cried harder.
"I know," I whispered sadly. "It's just so hard to forget."
"Yeah, I bet it is," he said, pulling out of the hug and looking at me. "Don't worry Remus. I'll try and help you forget. I'll try to help you as best I can."
"Th-thankyou James," I said, smiling slightly at him.
The rest of the day, I was lying in the Hospital Wing. I don't remember much that happened because Madam Pomfrey put me to sleep. I didn't dream, but maybe that was because of the drugs she'd used on me. I was pleased, anyway. I didn't need those dreams; they hurt too much.
"Remus?" asked a voice. I opened my heavy eyes. I could make out the outline of Madam Pomfrey.
"Hmm?"
"You can go back to your dorm now," she said. I nodded, and tried to get up.
"No, Mr Potter will take you up," she informed me. I flopped back down on the bed, and felt James's arms wrap around me and lift me. I suppose I should've been heavy, but I hadn't been eating properly for quite a while. I was pretty thin. It seemed like ages, but I was finally up in the dorm.
"Thanks, James," I said as he put me down.
"Oh, no problems Rem," said James smiling. "I just wish you'd told us earlier about this."
"Hmm," I groaned. "Isn't Peter back yet?"
"No. I'm getting kind of worried," said James. "Where d'you think he could've gone?"
I shrugged. "I don't know," I replied.
"Right, Lily's waiting for me downstairs. DON'T think about him, okay? And if you need me, just press this button," he said, showing me a small black box with a white button on it. "When you press this, it'll inform me via this," he said, pulling a second small black box out of his pocket. "It'll light up. I'll keep it in front of me while I'm downstairs."
"Thanks again, James," I said. I was so grateful. He really was a great friend.
"It's alright," he said. "So, I'll see you. Try and get some rest. Bye."
"Bye," I replied as he walked out the door. I looked around the room. It was completely silent. All I could hear was my breathing. Slow and calm. Unlike most other times. I'd been sleeping for most of the day, but I still felt unbelievable tired. I let my eyes droop shut and I felt myself drifting to sleep.
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