Mid-Late June

Dear Sirius,
First of all, I must say that there is nothing for which you need to feel guilty. If, however, you must hear it, then I will tell you that, yes, all is forgiven. Sirius, unless my middle-aged memory is beginning to fail me, the times in my life you have been near me have been the happiest times I have ever known. You were not responsible for anything that happened all those years ago. Everything we've been through makes those promises we made to each other as boys seem very grandiose and naive. From here on out, my friend, we deal with each other as grown men.

I should be the one to apologize for our not being able to talk. If I hadn't been so foolish as not to take my potion, we would have been able to talk the next day. You would be a free man, and Peter would be in Azkaban. Please forgive me for making that ridiculous mistake.

Sirius, I do hope you won't dwell on all this too much. I mean to say, please don't think about everything that was misunderstood and everything that was lost. I can still count on you to go absolutely crazy with guilt. Just remember that we know the truth now. Dumbledore knows the truth, as does Harry. At the moment, that's all that matters.

Thank you very much for the key. It means a lot, and I will do my best to not be a prat about it. However, I can't be sure about the potion. Every few months, perhaps, but I know you don't have that much money in your vault.

Sirius, please remember that you are an accused murderer on the run. Be careful. Stay hidden as well as possible. Don't waste all your money on silly fruit drinks. Especially if the umbrellas jab you in the eye. Buy sunblock. Speaking of money, I will send you some as soon as possible. Do you need it exchanged to Muggle currency? I'm not sure of the wizarding community where you are . . . wherever that is.

I can't tell you how wonderful it is to hear from you, Padfoot. Please take care and say hello to Buckbeak for me. I miss you.

Remus

P.S. Middle-aged poofter? I don't know if I'll ever be able to think of you as that. Especially if that makes me one as well.