AN:

Okay so here's the last chapter for this fic! ;; I can't promise a sequel, though I'm working on it. But there will be an apilouge. It won't have anything to do with the sequel, so if you choose to read the apilouge just know that the sequel starts right from this chapter's ending. sort of...

This is even more confusing chapter than the last one, 'cause fron the middle of it, it's jumping from Sirius' POV to Remus' and then back to Sirius' and back to Remus'... so try to keep up.

And just for you know, why I updated so soon, it's because all my friends are out of the country or at the army right now... and I'm bored... lucky I have Remus\sirius to write(:

Enjoy!

Chapter 13

sirius' point of view

Sirius froze. Had James just said what he thought he had? Sirius blinked. He was sure he'd heard wrong. "What did you say?"

"Kiss me, Sirius. That's my last request from you."

Sirius started at him. "What?"

"It doesn't have to mean anything."

Sirius frowned. "James, I'm not-"

"Sirius, please," James almost begged, "it's my last request ever. After this, I'll never ask you for anything, I promise."

Sirius remembered a conversation they had which was very similar to that one, three weeks ago. "Actually, I remember you promised me that James Potter will never kiss Sirius Black ever again."

James ran his hand in his hair nervously. "I know I promised, but it was a long time ago. A lot of things changed."

"Right," Sirius agreed. He didn't understand how they'd come to talk about that subject at all. "Like the fact that I have a boyfriend-"

"An ex boyfriend, who happen to be lying unconsciously in the Hospital Wing right now."

"James, I just can't, okay?"

James seemed crazy when he got closer to Sirius, too close. "Sirius, please. Think I'm someone else. Think I'm Remus, like then, when we did the role playing, remember? Think I'm Remus, and think of how much you love him and how much you miss him and how much you want him to wake up."

"What's going on with you, James? I thought you're in love with Lily," Sirius said while getting himself as fur away from James as he could. He didn't understand what was going on, and how the line of conversation changed that fast. But that behavior of James matched his theory that something was really wrong with James.

The messed hair boy ignored him and kept getting close, "just a moment ago you said you'll do anything for me. You promised you'll do as I ask!"

"I didn't know that's what you're going to ask!"

"You- you'll regret it if you don't do it now," said James, and suddenly, out of nowhere, tears started to fill his eyes. Sirius stopped and stared. James… cries? "I- I don't want it to be your l-last memory of me… but, please, Sirius. You must."

What? Last memory? What the hell is he walking about? Thought Sirius while watching James trying to wipe his tears away. It didn't work and soon new tears fell from his eyes.

"P-please…" his voice was so broken, it made Sirius want to hug him. Crazy or not, James was still his best friend, and it hurt him to watch him suffer.

"You can't tell about this to anyone." The sentence came out of his mouth before he could realize what he was saying. But when he thought about it, he realized he'd made a decision, even though it disgusted and frightened him. It's not that James was ugly; he was quite attractive, after all the Quidditch training he had done. But James was like a brother to him, and it was just wrong.

James raised his gaze to meet Sirius', his eyes full of hope. "R-really?" he asked in choked voice.

Sirius looked at him, and found out that James didn't look like himself with tears in his eyes. He sighed and nodded once.

"But if I find out you told this to anyone, I'll make sure personally that you'll look like Snivellus for the rest of your life."

A restrained emotion shined in James' eyes, but Sirius couldn't put his finger in what it was. "Don't worry," he said, his voice flat. "I won't tell."

Sirius nodded and looked at James' eyes. He breathed deeply, closed his eyes and leaned forward, his lips meeting James'. It was an odd sensation, not as horrible as he thought, but also not good. He felt James shaking and almost pushed him away when he thought that it was James and that it was so wrong.

He tried to think about Remus. The old Remus, before he'd started to act weird and different from himself. Remus who loved to read, who always helped him and made sure he stayed at the right way.

He thought about Remus' smile. When Remus wasn't sure of himself, he had this shy and innocent smile that made Sirius love him from the first time he saw it. When Remus was happy he had this huge smile that made Sirius want to hug him and never to let go.

He thought about Remus' eyes, those beautiful amber eyes. Those eyes had been the thing Sirius wanted to see open most of all, and which he thought he couldn't live with them closed.

He thought about Remus' tawny soft hair, that had felt like silk when had stroked it in the Hospital Wing. He thought about how much he wanted to see this hair again, falling gracefully on Remus' forehead.

He thought about Remus' soft voice, which was usually calming and peaceful, and always said the right thing to make Sirius smile.

He thought about Remus' lips, which were so red and full and felt so right against his own lips. He had been longing for those lips for so long.

Without him noticing, he deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around the body tight to him. His mind swept away to fur placed where he and Remus were alone, and he didn't need anything except for him.

Shaking and desperate fingers reached for his hair and Sirius drew the body even closer.

With his eyes still closed Sirius broke the kiss, leaning his forehead on the one in front of him.

"Remus…" he whispered.

"Sirius, I love you."

Sirius eyes opened wide in shock. That wasn't Remus' voice, it was James'. What was he thinking! That wasn't Remus who had kissed him! Remus lay in the Hospital Wing, barely breathing, and Sirius does and cheats on him with James?

"James, I don't… I love Remus."

James opened his eyes slowly and turned to look at him, a small smile on his lips. "I know. Thank you, Sirius, for doing this for me."

They looked at each other, and Sirius hurried to look away. He'd never felt so embarrassed in his entire life.

"I need to go," mumbled James, and Sirius nodded. "I- I love you, Sirius," he said again, and Sirius felt like throwing up. "Don't forget it." He took out a crumpled parchment from his robe and gave it to Sirius, who looked at him, confusion written all over his face. "Read this," James explained. "After you'll read it, you'll understand everything."

Sirius took it and saw that on one side of it was written 'to Sirius', and on the other side, 'from Remus'. It was written in Remus' thick handwriting.

"What?" he asked, confused, but James was already on his legs and starting to walk away from him.

"I love you, Sirius!" he called for the third time. "Just read it and you'll understand!"

"Wait, James!" Sirius called after him, but James was too fur away. He sighed, looked at the peace of parchment in his hand, then opened it and began to read.

Remus' point of view

Remus entered the castle, running towards the Hospital Wing. Luckily for him, he didn't bump into any student, everyone were still at class. He had to make it in time, before Sirius would have time to realize what had been going on… without noticing his hand reached to his lips and met with a huge smile. Sirius had kissed him! It had been the greatest feeling in the world, and a sudden pain attacked him when he realized he might never feel it again. The world probably hated him, if he had to leave it when his life had finally started to become happy.

When he arrived to the Hospital Wing the first thing he heard was Madam Pomfrey's worried voice, "Remus, you're here! What took you so long?" and then he felt strong hands wrapping around him in a tight hug, and he smelled the familiar scent he'd missed so much. It had only been two months, but two months could be a long time to miss someone.

"Dad…" he mumbled, hugging him tighter.

"Remus," said the calming voice of his father, and Remus already felt better.

He smiled and felt tears beginning to appear at the frame of his eyes. He hurried to wipe them and turned to look at his father.

"Remus, I'm so happy to see you."

"Me, too, Dad," said Remus, while they both sat beside James' bed. Remus tried not to look at his face.

"It's a bit weird to talk to you when you look like that, even though I know it's really you in there," his Dad said. He smiled at him and stroked his black hair in fondness. "Your friend's body is quite alright. But I always prefer the original. Don't forget you've got my genes."

Remus chuckled, feeling the tears running down his cheeks.

Sirius' point of view

"Sirius,

I don't know where to begin… I guess I should start at the beginning. What you're about to read now is going to sound very weird. If you don't believe me you can ask James, Professor Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey or any other teacher."

Sirius stared at the peace of parchment in his hand, hypnotized. It really was Remus' handwriting. But when had Remus written this? And why had it been at James'?

Remus' point of view

"I'm so proud of you, son."

John Lupin held a small bottle of potion in his hand, filled with green liquid. Remus himself couldn't hold it without his hands starting to shake. "Not any one could have done what you're about to do. It's very brave of you."

Remus smiled and nodded. He didn't know if he believed it or not, but hearing it from his Dad cheered him up a bit.

Sirius' point of view

"Do you remember the Spell lesson we had about a month ago, when Wormtail did the spell wrong and hit me and James instead? We told you there were no side-effects. That was a lie. There was one side-effect; James and I switched bodies. I was in his body and he was in mine. Dumbledore made us swear not to tell anyone, he didn't want to make the other students more stressed than they already were, what with the whole N.E.W.T examinations this year. I'm sorry we didn't tell you. I wanted to tell you so badly, but I couldn't."

Sirius stared at it, couldn't focus. What did Remus said? He and James… switched bodies? What… what?

Remus' point of view

"I have to do it, Dad," said Remus, his voice shaking more than ever. "It's my fault James is in this state. The wolf is a part of me, and he was the one who hurt him."

"No," his father said firmly. "This isn't you're fault, Remus. You can't control what the wolf does, and you know it." He hugged Remus again, and Remus hugged back. "This isn't your fault."

Sirius' point of view

"I guess now things starting to make sense. When James kissed you by the lake, it was me. When James fell from his broom, it was me. I went out with Lily, I woke up from a nightmare before the full moon, not James.

James is the one lying in the Hospital Wing right now, in my body. 'Right now' means when I'm writing this letter, not while you're reading it. If everything will go according to plan, I'll be the one lying in bed right now, and not James. Please don't be mad at him, he didn't do anything wrong. I know you blame everything on him, but it wasn't his fault at all. It was mine. U was the one who didn't want to come to the shack at the full moon. I wanted to come that night, I wanted to be there for him, but I was so scared. Not only for me, but mostly for James. I wasn't sure if I could hold on the whole night as Prongs, and I didn't want to take the risk of the wolf biting him."

Something started to click in Sirius' brain. During the whole past month, James had been Remus, and Remus had been James. That had been the reason why they'd been acting so strange. They hadn't been acting like themselves; each of them had been acting like the other!

Sirius read those two paragraphs again, and started to remember all the things that had happened that month. Remus had kissed him! Not James! It had been Remus!

But most importantly- Remus was still alive! Remus was inside James' body, he wasn't going to die!

Remus' point of view

"I'm sorry, Dad," mumbled Remus into the coat of his Dad. "I'm so sorry."

"You've nothing to be sorry for, Remus, this isn't your fault."

Remus shook his head, "not, not just that. I'm sorry I'm leaving you. I know a-after Mum died you didn't-"

"Remus," his father said and put his hand on his son's shoulder. "This is not your fault, okay? You don't need to apologize for anything. I'll be fine, and so will you. You'll see, you'll make it and everything's going to be all right."

Sirius' point of view

"You see, this month my condition was so bad because the wolf sensed a stranger in its body. Or at least, that's what Madam Pomfrey says. There's a potion that can save who's lying in the Infirmary right now. This potion is the Unspells potion that was supposed to get me and James back to our own bodies. It takes a month to make it, and that's why we didn't return to our bodied the day Peter did the spell wrong. The potion is ready today. And I'm going to drink it. That's why I didn't tell you about everything that happened, because I know that if you'll know the true you won't let me drink it, and I have to. This it all my fault, I have to save James."

Once again Sirius stared at the words, confused. Potion? What potion? He read the lined again, trying to understand what they meant. Remus is going to drink some potion that will bring him back to his body and James to his. What is that mean?

Remus' point of view

"Your Mum would be so proud of you," his father said and smiled. He looked at his son and wiped the tears from his eyes. "Don't cry, Remus. Everything's going to be fine. I love you so much."

"Me, too," said Remus, crying harder without being able to stop.

Madam Pomfrey cleared her throat behind them, and they turned around to look at her.

"I think it's time."

Sirius' point of view

"Please don't be mad at me. I didn't want to lie, but I didn't have a choice. There was only one thing kept me going this month, and it was you. Because of what you told me I could keep pretending to be James in hope this month will end and I could get back to my body. You only told me this line once, even though you didn't mean me at the time, but indirectly. But I wanted to say it back- I love you. I love you so much, and I wish I could tell you this many more times.

I don't know if I'm going to die or not. Madam Pomfrey doesn't thinks so, but I'm not so sure. So I wanted to ask you something, before I'll finish this letter; if something happens to me, and I won't make it, please don't let it destroy you. You still have Prongs and Wormtail and Even Lily. Don't be too depressed. Please, that's my last request, and this time for real. Move on with your life, be happy and laugh and stay the Sirius I learned to love.

I'm so sorry, for everything. And thank you for everything you ever did for me.

I love you,

Moony."

Sirius finished reading the letter, and then read it again and again until he finally understood. Remus was going to drink a potion that will return him to his body! It means he will stay in his wounded body, and once again might not wake up! Sirius couldn't let it happen! Even if Remus had to drink that potion, whatever it was, in order to save James, Sirius could at least say goodbye properly, and tell him how much he loved him and how sorry he was. He could hug him and tell him everything was going to be all right.

Then something crossed his mind; Remus had said something about 'last memory'… it meant he was about to drink the potion now, before Sirius could talk to him again!

Sirius couldn't let it happen! He stuck the letter in his pocket, got up and started to run towards the castle.

Remus' point of view

"T-tell James that I'm s-sorry," Remus stuttered, barely able to talk because of the tears.

"You can tell him yourself when you wake up," his father said and passed him the bottle. In shaking hands Remus grabbed it, looking at the potion that was about to set the rest of his life.

Madam Pomfrey held a similar bottle and stood by James' bed. "Both of you need to drink it at the same time, otherwise its effect won't work."

Remus nodded.

"Ready?"

Remus took a deep breath and nodded again. He felt his Dad putting his hand on his shoulder, and was glad that at least he wasn't alone.

"One." Said the nurse, and Remus brought the bottle closer to his lips.

"Two."

Remus thought about all the people he loved and cared about, and everything they had ever did for him, and of how much he wanted to stay with them longer.

"Three."

Remus thought of Sirius, raised the bottle and drank the potion, looking for the last time at his figure on the bed, unconscious and limped.

And then, just like a month ago, he felt a strong pull of his waist, and his eyes started to close. The last thing he saw was the infirmary's door being open and a yell echoed in the room. He couldn't recognize the voice, though. Soon darkness took over and he fell into deep sleep.

Sirius' point of view

"REMUS!"

Sirius burst into the Hospital Wing, just in time to see James' body falling on his knees, supported by Mr. Lupin, Remus' father. Near one of the bed stood Madam Pomfrey, a small and empty bottle in her hand. On the bed beside her lay Remus' body, looking exactly like the last time Sirius had seen it, about two hours before.

Sirius looked at James. Did Remus still been there? Or was he too late?

"He- is he…" he tried, and raised his eyes to the nurse in hope.

"I', sorry, Mr. Black," she said, her voice full of agony, "You're too late. They already drank the potion."

At that moment Mr. Lupin stood up in surprise and looked at the body lying at his feet. He twisted and struggled, and then at once his eyes opened. Sirius stared at him, fascinated, while he lifted himself up on his hands and looked around him. When his eyes met Sirius' he smiled. "Hey, Padfoot."

Sirius fame closer and fell on his knees beside him, looking into his hazel eyes. "Remus?" he asked weakly.

The boy stared at him for a minute, then raised his hand to touch the glasses on his nose. He turned to look at Sirius. "No, apparently I'm back in my body. Isn't it supposed to happen only next week?"

At that moment Sirius' heart broke.