My dearest Remus,

I dreamt about you last night. We were still boys, and it was just the two of us. James and Peter were forgotten for now. Just you and me.

You make me a better man. You always have. Even when we were children. It was you that talked sense into me while James talked it out of me.

I miss that now. I wonder how long it will take the Dementors to do what James never could, to take all my sanity away.

Would you be able to make me sane again?

I think you would.

Your Sirius