Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter series. It all belongs to the wonderful JK Rowling.

A/N: Okay, I forgot my English paper at home and my teacher said I had to do something in the computer lab to get credit for the day, so she told me to write a short story for her for points. It started as just something to do, but maybe I'll make something of this. Depends on the readers and reviews. I promise I will be more lengthy and all that should I decide I want to make more of this story.

III

The fire burst sun slowly hid itself behind the lily white clouds as it turned in for a day's rest before its next shift and the pale blue beams of the moon took its place, accompanying it were ominous black clouds, shadowing what was left of the sun's beauty, and emitting a dark, yet gorgeous glow unto the world below. The wind blew swiftly in the night's atmosphere, and cold, chilling rain fell paradingly, plunging to their splattering deaths on anything or anyone.

It was all so serene, the most beautiful sight to see when the night to come was to be so horribly wicked, at least in Remus Lupin's point of view. To anyone else, sitting at the window of Grimmauld Place manor watching the rain beat heavily on the shelter around you, and your eyes being captivated by the surprise that the glowing moon would be shining on such a night, would be a marvelous way to spend an evening, but to the werewolf, it was a nightmare turned real.

He had waited patiently by the glass shield inside the manor, watching as the full moon rose from behind the dark clouds that blanketed the equally dark night sky. He feared that this time, his transformation would take more of a toll on him that usual, because this was the first time he would be forced to transform without Sirius beside him, since he had broken away from Azkaban that is. But now that Sirius had fallen into the veil, he feared black, terrible times ahead in his life.

Sirius had always been there, since the day the Marauders had discovered their friend's "illness". They had transformed into animagi, so he wouldn't have to deal with the gruesome, horrifying effects of mutating alone. He had even chose to turn himself into a similar species to Remus, just so he could feel closer to what his friend constantly felt, and maybe, just maybe, try to ease his pain more. Sure, a lot of it was taken away when Remus took his wolfs bane potion, which was slyly stolen from the Potions Master years ago by none other than James Potter, by the suggestion from Sirius, but it still didn't help everything, and Remus felt he was mostly to blame.

He had let himself rely on the other Marauders too much, the thought that his friends would someday maybe not be there never crossing his intelligent mind.

Remus hadn't felt so alone since Sirius had been thrown into Azkaban for the murder of Lily, James, and Peter. He never thought Sirius had had it in him to kill anyone, nevertheless his best friends. But that was before the truth was revealed a decade and a half later. When Remus had discovered Sirius's innocence, he was determined to clear him name, even if it was just long enough to last during his next transformation. He had succeeded, but only up until just last month. He should have known people wouldn't just forgive and forget what Sirius "did", and now, they both had to pay the consequence.

Remus sighed, picturing the past in his mind, a time when he and Sirius had shared, and it was only them. He thought of the black dog that he would see only a few days of each month, and the name that Harry and his school mates had given him. Thinking of the jeering Sirius endured from him when he called him "Snuffles" put a small smile on his lips.

"I really wish you would smile more Moony."

Remus spun around quickly, only to see no one.

"I'm in your head, Moony, but don't worry, You'll see me soon," the calm voice was soothing, easily recognizable by the blonde haired man.

"Padfoot, you're alive?" Remus questioned, his tone indicating hope.
"Relax, Moony. Yes, I am. Did you really think that witch of a cousin of mine could kill me, the ever so perfect Sirius Black?"

Remus smiled, a genuine smile, the kind that you will rarely ever see form on his features as he remember days of old when Sirius made it a habit to use his name and 'perfect' in the same sentence. "Oh of course no, oh great one." he joked, easily slipping into the Remus he knew Sirius loved.

Sirius's voice echoed in his mind. "That's what I like to see, Moony. I like seeing you smile like that. You should do it more often." Just then, Remus could feel pressure against his cheek. He panicked at first, and then loosened when it realized it was Sirius's lips.

"I never left you, Moony. I'll always been right here." Remus could feel a warm, tingling feeling spread around his heart. "I love you."

"I love you too."

As quickly and unexpectedly as he came, Sirius was gone, but not totally gone. He was, after all, residing in Remus's heart.

He looked out the window to see the moon shining brightly, the rain still pouring from the heavy clouds. It was time. He stepped outside, indulging himself in the moon's rays. He no longer felt so alone, and the night was suddenly beautiful.

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To Be Continued…maybe. Please R&R!