Arms that felt far too frail encircled him, holding him against a skeletal body that used to be so warm and slightly on the plump side from one to many take away meals and quick snacks.
Emaciated face, aged and bony, smiling with broken yellow teeth swam towards him and he pulled away, frightened of a person he'd once accepted.
He felt the disappointment radiating from the other man and, for appeasements sake, placed his head on the gaunt shoulder, shuddering slightly at the touch.
He was holding a skeleton draped in rags, with tangled oily hair and stretched faded skin, a shadow of the man he'd devoted half his life to.
"I love you, Remus"
He was holding a skeleton and it felt like coming home.