Remus' POV
It's been a week since I was last at the hospital wing. One whole week since I told Sirius that I needed him. One whole week since I fled. I can't believe I told him that. Actually I can't believe I ran. He deserved to know.
I didn't know how Sirius was doing, but I noticed Regulus was missing a lot more often than not and when he was seen he had dark circles round his red puffy eyes. I felt bad. Sirius was alone. I need to see him. To tell him I meant what I said. That I like, maybe even love him. But would he want me?
I decided to visit Sirius in my free period after lunch. I quickly ate a little food before slowly and quietly slipping out away from my brother. I had noticed Regulus wasn't in the Great Hall. He must be in the hospital wing. I speed walked towards the wing and opened the doors. My heart ached as my eyes were pulled to the sight in the end bed farthest from the door.
There lying in bed was Sirius. At least, it was supposed to be. Yet it wasn't. Well it wasn't my Sirius. This boy was literally as white as the sheet he was covered with. His eyes were closed. His lips were dry and cracked. His once lush hair hung limply around his body like a horrific halo. He had lost weight and his chest was only rising and falling a minimal amount.
I looked to the side to see Regulus holding his brothers too frail hand. Tears were slowly running down his face. His face was shallow and gaunt, with large dark rings around his eyes. I sat on the chair on the other side of Sirius and it was silent.
'I didn't think I had any tears left.' Regulus whispered softly. I was watching Sirius' chest. His breathing seemed laboured.
'Is he….?' I started to ask.
'Dying? Yes. Today from the looks of it.' Regulus said quietly as more tears fell down his face. The tears slowly started to fall down my face too.
'Why?' I asked sadly.
Regulus sighed and began, 'Do you know what a vampire is? You do? Good. Well Sirius is a vampire. Which means he needs his mate to accept him, or he dies. Sirius' mate didn't accept him. Well Sirius wouldn't tell him about being his mate, he wanted the boy to fall for him by himself, not out of force. So he was willing to lose his life because his mate fell out with him.'
Why did this sound like our situation? Hmmm. I picked up Sirius' hand as I asked the next question.
'Who is his mate?'
'You are.' Regulus whispered.
I gasped. This was my fault? No. I had to help.
'Is there any way to fix this?'
'Yes.' Regulus said.