Remus arrived home that evening to a silent, seemingly empty home. Placing his bags down by the entrance he began to search the house, and Harry was no where to be found. He'd searched the lounge, the library, the kitchen, the attic, Harry's room, his own room, and even Sirius' old room on the top floor where Harry always went to hide…

All of a sudden he heard running water coming from the bathroom, and dashed inside. Harry was slumped on the floor, his eyes closed and his limp body lifeless. Remus' eyes widened and ran forward, lifting the young teen into his arms.

"It's ok Harry, you'll be fine…"

He said hastily and ran through to his own room, kicking the door down. He placed Harry's body softly on the bed and draped the sheets over him.

"Harry wake up, please, don't say you've gone!"

Remus said, his eyes filling with tears as he saw the young boys' lifeless body and rested his hand on his damp chest, weeping silently.

I can hear his voice, but I know he isn't really there, I can feel him, but I know he isn't really there, I can feel his breath upon my face, but I know he isn't really there…

Harry's eyes slowly opened hallway, his vision was a blur but he could faintly see someone beside him, there hand placed upon his cold chest, there head rested gently beside it. He found he couldn't move, but at least he could breath slightly, and as he blinked his vision became clearer and more acute, but still not up to his usual standards.
He tilted his head slightly to look for his glasses, they were no where to be seen, but, no, it couldn't be, he wasn't…

Then why can I see him?

He looked down, and sure enough, Remus was kneeling by the bed, his head lay upon his bare chest, his hand beside it. Harry's breath hitched as he felt one of Remus' fingers begin to swirl round on his torso In a strange rhythmic pattern, and closed his eyes ass he felt Remus' tears shatter upon his breast.

"Remus…"

Remus cried silently, he had only been Harry's guardian for three and a half weeks, and already he had failed his duties, failed his promises to Sirius to watch over Harry forever, to never let any harm come to him…

"Remus…"

All of a sudden his tears stopped falling, he could feel Harry's chest rising and falling, rising and falling, and he was sure he had just heard him speak… He looked upwards, Harry was staring down at him with half open eyes, a small smile seemed to be flickering in the corners of his mouth, his dimples making Remus' heart melt, he was alive, he was ok…

"Harry? Harry you have no idea how good it is to see you!"

Remus cried and flung his arms around the boy, his head resting on his chest once more, and Harry closed his eyes in bliss.

You have no idea how good it is to see you either, Remi, how good it is to see you every day…

Harry rested his hand among the soft flurry of chestnut hair upon Remus' head, rather absentmindedly, but Remus didn't seem to mind, he just held Harry, happy that he was alive, happy that he was still there with him.

But suddenly the smile vanished from Harry's face when he realised this, Remus wasn't holding him because he loved him, but because he was happy that he was alright, not because he wanted him, not because he wanted him as much as Harry wanted him.

"Harry, what's the matter?"

Harry looked down at his guardian, who had lifted his head, and was looking at him, perplexed and confuzzled.

"Nothing, Remus, where are my glasses, I can't see that well without them…"

Remus reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out Harry's glasses, opening them up and placing them on Harry, making sure the legs were hooked firmly behind his ears, the bridge placed softly upon his nose.

"Harry, do me one favour…"

"What Remus?"

Remus sat perched next to him on the bed, and tucked Harry's hair lovingly behind his ears.

"Smile for me, Harry"