Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter and Co. though I wish I did. I don't own Gloomy Sunday either...that's recorded by Sarah McLachlan. I own nothing...I don't even own my own soul anymore.

Ever since Sirius had fallen through the veil Remus had found it hard to continue on. He was now the only true Marauder left. Wormtail was a traitor, Padfoot and Prongs were both dead now. Moony was left alone...just like before he had attended Hogwarts...like when he had been bit by the werewolf.

~Sunday is Gloomy, my hours are slumberless, Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless little white flowers will never awaken you not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you angels have no thought of ever returning you would they be angry if I thought of joining you Gloomy Sunday~

Remus sat in a chair in front of the fireplace at 12 Grimmauld Place looking at pictures from his years at Hogwarts. 'Padfoot, how could you leave me? We were going to grow old together...the last two marauders. Why did you go? Harry needs you...I need you....what am I going to do without you?'

~Sunday is gloomy with shadows I spend it all my heart and I have decided to end it all soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad, I know, let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go death is no dream, for in death I'm caressing you with the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday~

'Sirius, I never had a chance to tell you how I felt. I never got to tell you that I loved you so much that it hurt. I could never find the words to tell you...I should have told you when we were in school...Now you'll never know how much I cared for you.'

~Dreaming I was only dreaming I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart dear darling I hope that my dream never haunted you my heart is telling you how much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday~

'My dreams are haunted lately by the vision of you. I see you everywhere. I can't think straight without you...I don't know how to go on. Sirius I hate you, you left me all alone. I don't know how to take care of Harry. He doesn't need me...he needs you and so do I. God Sirius, come back...Damnit...come back... '