A/n: I hope you enjoy this chapter. I know, it'll be sad and depressing from here on out, but… What else did you expect? Enjoy! R/R!

Tanya J Potter: I'm glad you like this. Thank you.

AmandaMarsters: Thank you, I'm glad you like. About the sex, well, it is rated R… and not it's not in as much detail as it could be. I'm making it more detailed, but I'm not going to give you a play-by-play of everything they do. #1: I honestly don't know. #2: I really don't care. #3: I wouldn't read it, so why would I write it for other people to read? I'll try to update as soon as possible. Feel free to read my other HP fanfics, and the 1st 2 in this series: "Sirius and Remus – Marauders Era" and "Sirius and Remus – Death of LJ/Azkaban".

Chapter 7

Remus just sat there crying. For how long, he didn't know. Time didn't matter, nothing did. What did he have now? James and Lily were gone, and so was Peter, Harry was orphaned, and Sirius betrayed them all… He had sold James and Lily to Voldemort, and betrayed their friendship and his love.

He had been used… in a way… Sirius had lied to him… He didn't love him, how could he have? Remus had given up so much for him: his virginity, his love, his life, but what did it matter to Sirius? Nothing, obviously. And he… Oh, dear Merlin… Not long ago, a night before the full moon, Remus had something that went against everything, but for "his love" he had done it… He had made love with Sirius. No, wait; it couldn't be called that, could it? Sirius hadn't loved him… He had had sex with Sirius a night before the full moon, something that went against what he felt was right, since he couldn't control his feelings and urges, but for Sirius he had done it anyway.

Sirius' passion and desire… everything… all of it was fake… He hadn't really loved him… all this time…. Remus felt so used. How could he have possibly fallen for it? He had known, he had known, that Sirius used people that he went out with, but what did Remus do? He ignored that with a few sweet words from Sirius Black. Sirius had always been able to talk his way out of anything, and into anything. Remus couldn't help thinking that he could've realized that Sirius was playing him for a fool, but deep down in his heart, he knew that wasn't the case.

Sirius had always been a good talker. All it was needed to make Remus melt was a few sweet, seemingly heart felt words, and Remus would do whatever Sirius asked. Remus had built up a wall around himself to keep himself from getting hurt because of his being a werewolf. A few months with Sirius and the way began to shake. One sincere confession from Sirius, and the walls fell down.

I wonder if he ever loved me anyway. No… if he did, he never would have done that. He would never have wanted to hurt me. Remus thought. Laying down on the couch, tears just spilled down his face. At the time, he thought he would never stop crying, never heal. He would hurt forever.

Remus glanced at the newspaper add that lay on the table. He picked up again, and looked at it. He crumpled it up in his hands, and threw it across the room. He laid back down, and kept crying. Again, he cried himself to sleep.

Remus wasn't sure how much time went by. He'd cry himself to sleep, and then start crying again as soon as he thought of Sirius. (Which was immediately as he woke up.)

Remus had really loved Sirius, and in actuality, still did. He felt so hurt and betrayed. Remus had never, ever loved anyone more than he had loved Sirius, and now – or so he thought – he had been betrayed – albeit not directly – by the one person he had loved the most.

Why did this have to happen? Why? Remus thought. I've never had a good life, because of my condition. My own parents were scared of me. Then finally… I get friends… who excepted me. They excepted for what I was. And then I find someone who I think loves me, truly loves me for who and what I am. But I was wrong. Then it all gets taken away from me… My love betrays me, and kills all but 1 of the people that has ever truly accepted me. Remus kept on thinking like that.

One day, he got a knock on the door. Go away. Remus thought. I'm not in the mood. Whoever it was, though, kept knocking. "Fine, I'm coming." He said. If he had been thinking straight, he would have noticed how rough and hoarse his voice sounded from crying so much.

He went to the door and opened. When he did, he saw a very distraught looking blonde standing before him. "Stacey…"

She gave him a stiff smile. "Hey, Remus." She noticed the tears in his eyes, and he noticed the tears in hers. "I felt that we both could use someone to lean on."

Remus gave her as appreciate of a smile as he could manage. "It's just… I can't believe he would do something like that…"

"I guess weren't not crying for the same reasons." She said.

He would have laughed if he had had it in him. He led her inside, and they sat side by side on the couch. It didn't take long for Stacey to lean on Remus, crying her eyes out. Remus took her in his arms, and cried as well.

"I can't believe they're gone…" Stacey said. "James… Lily…"

"I know… I can't believe it either." Remus replied. "I never thought that Sirius would do something like that. I feel so betrayed… and hurt…"

Stacey sat up straight, and looked Remus in the eye. "Remus, please. I know you feel hurt and betrayed, and I wish I could say something to make you feel better, but I can't." Voldemort made sure of that, She thought. "But I do want you to know one thing. No matter what Sirius did or didn't do, he loved you. I promise you that. I promise you that with all of my heart."

Remus wanted to believe her words. He did. But nothing anyone said or did could change the way he felt right now. He lowered his head, and shook back and forth, crying even more. Stacey looked at him, hoping that he would've believed her, but knowing why he didn't. She put her arms around him, and they both began crying again.

They eventually cried themselves to sleep, Stacey laying on Remus. When they woke up, Remus poured his heart out to the woman. Stacey wanted to say something to make him not feel that way, but there was nothing she could do. She hated to see a friend that she cared for hurting so much.

Stacey, in turn, told Remus everything she was feeling about James and Lily, keeping her feelings about Peter (whom she knew was a traitor) and Sirius (whom she knew had been imprisoned unjustly) and Voldemort (whom, no matter what he did, she would always love) to herself. Remus didn't seem to notice that she was leaving anything or anyone out, and was content to know that someone at least felt part of he felt.

The next day, after some more crying and hurting from both Stacey and Remus, Stacey knew that she had to leave, and go back to her manor in Scotland. Remus wished that she would stay, as he was happy to someone to lean on in his pain, but knew that she couldn't be away from her manor for too long.

"If you need anything, or just feel like saying hi, send me an owl." Stacey said as she stood in Remus' doorway, her eyes bloodshot from all the crying.

"Alright." Remus said, but he didn't think that he would, and of course, she knew it. He knew she was asking him to ask her for food and money, and he wasn't going to do. He didn't like asking for anything from anyone, and she also knew that as well.

Stacey gave a strained smile looking to Remus' bloodshot eyes. They shared a hug, and then Stacey left. Remus went back to lay on the couch, but found that he couldn't cry. His tears were probably dried up from crying too much. So, he just laid there feeling sorry for himself, and feeling sad about everything that had happened.

A/n: Depressing, I know. J I hope you enjoyed it, though. R/R!