Sorry it's been a while (again) but it was Christmas and I had work and college and EXAMS NEXT WEEK AH!

Sadly, this fic is coming to a close. I think it may have one or two more chapters, which is a shame because I loved writing this.

Thanks for all of the reviews, I love them all :D You guys are great :P

Here's the next chapter :)

"I have to... h-have to go," sobbed Sirius, pushing himself up off the ground and heading back in the direction he'd come from. However, he didn't get very far.

"Come back here, now," said Regulus demandingly. Sirius didn't want to stop, but the tone of Regulus' voice made him come to a halt. It was if he didn't have a choice. He stayed rooted on the spot, facing away from Regulus.

"What?" he managed to reply through tears. Regulus didn't answer him straight away. Instead, there was silence and suddenly two arms slipped around Sirius, holding him tightly. He wanted more than anything to pull away, but he found he couldn't.

"I'm sorry," whispered Regulus, tightening his grip on Sirius. "I'm so sorry."

"You don't know what you've done." The voice was so cold and distant that Sirius wasn't even sure it was his own voice. Despite his cold tone, he couldn't help sagging against his brother and sighing.

"I didn't mean any of it," said Regulus, as if Sirius hadn't spoken. "What I said back at home. It was because I was angry, and you wouldn't listen to me. It was completely wrong."

"You tried to crucio me!" yelled Sirius. "How can you... can you... how... YOU CAN'T EXPECT ME TO JUST FORGIVE YOU AFTER THAT!"

"I know," muttered Regulus, his voice coloured with what was clearly regret. "I don't expect you to. It would be a miracle if you did. I just wanted you to know how sorry I am."

"I don't know what to say to you," sighed Sirius, wiping his eyes and pulling out of the hug. He couldn't see Regulus properly as his vision was blurred from the tears. "I'm having the worst year of my life. It all started because of you."

"I know," mumbled Regulus again.

"And you don't even care!" cried Sirius. Regulus winced as though Sirius had hit him across the face.

"Of course I care!" he answered crossly, glaring at Sirius. "Why would I be telling you how sorry I am if I didn't care? I care too much! I feel so bad about how stupid I was."

"What are you sorry for?" asked Sirius, staring down at the ground like a sulky child who was getting into trouble.

"Everything," Regulus answered, peering up at him with sincerity. Sirius looked more hurt than touched. He looked into Regulus' face with a pained expression.

"You're sorry for everything?" he asked, with no expression in his voice. Regulus' eyes widened as he realised what Sirius meant.

"NO!" he shouted quickly, grabbing Sirius' arm and squeezing it lightly. "I'm not sorry at all for what happened between us. I loved every minute of it. It was... you were absolutely perfect. I'm sorry for not standing up for you against Dad, and I'm sorry I got angry and broke up with you like that. I'm sorry for trying to hurt you more than I already had."

Sirius laughed. "I'm not perfect. I'm a bloody mess! Not even fifteen minutes ago one of my friends expressed his concerns about my sanity and asked that I see a doctor."

"Sirius!" Regulus hissed, eyes getting larger. "Are you unwell?"

"I'm fine," he groaned. "Just stressed about you and Remus and some stupid pig called Marlene."

"I thought you were friends with him again?" Regulus asked awkwardly. Sirius grimaced and shook his head.

"No."

"Oh," said Regulus, staring into Sirius' eyes. He nervously began picking at the hem of his school jumper, biting his lip slightly. "Do you forgive me, Sirius?" he asked so quietly that anyone walking by would not have heard.

Sirius sighed. He felt so torn inside. As much as he wanted to forgive Regulus, he had hurt him more than anyone else. "I'll forgive you-"

"Thank you-"

"-If you get back together with me," finished Sirius, staring in to Regulus' eyes with hope.

"That isn't fair," said Regulus suddenly, backing away a little. "I'm getting married!"

"Who cares?" Sirius said heartlessly. He didn't care. Regulus needed to choose.

"I care! Mum and Dad care! The whole family cares! I can't just... get with you and sneak my way out of this wedding. I'd be in so much trouble and end up just like you!"

"Do you want to get married? Really?" Sirius asked curiously.

"NO! I don't want to get married to a girl I don't know at all, but I have to, don't I? There is no way out. It's done." Regulus now looked close to tears and Sirius felt a wave of pity.

"Just say no," he whispered quickly. "Stand up for yourself."

"That's easy to say coming from you," muttered Regulus angrily. "You always say how you feel, but I can't stand up to them. I'm not brave like you."

"You were brave enough to attempt using the cruciatus curse on someone you cared about," Sirius said with disbelief at the casual way he was talking about the event that had upset him so much. Regulus shook his head vigorously.

"That's not brave! That's stupid and cruel and nasty."

"You weren't thinking," said Sirius.

"This has nothing to do with that wedding I'm having next month," said Regulus, glowering at him. Sirius sighed, taking Regulus' hand.

"Please don't go through with it. Not just for me, but for yourself. Don't do anything you don't feel happy doing. Please."

Regulus gave him a small smile and shrugged half-heartedly. "I'll try," he said softly. "I'll try to stand up to them."

"That's all I ask," said Sirius, smiling too. They stood like that in silence for a few moments, and then Sirius pulled Regulus forward a little. "So will you be mine again?"

Regulus nodded wordlessly and leaned into Sirius, pressing his face against his chest. Sirius' face cracked into the biggest grin as he wrapped his arms around Regulus and hugged him tightly.

"I love you," Sirius said simply, hoping more than anything that Regulus would reply in the way he wanted him to. He felt him smile into his chest.

"I love you too," he said quietly.

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The walk back up to Gryffindor Tower was a blur for Sirius. A wonderful blur of emotions. He still couldn't believe what had happened downstairs with Regulus, and he had to actually pinch himself a few times to make sure it was real. Each time, he was delighted to feel that horrible pain from where he'd pinched himself, knowing that it meant that he was really back with the love of his life.

As he reached the portrait hole and entered the common room, he didn't care that he was wearing the dopiest grin on his face and that other students were sniggering at him.

He walked all the way up to his dormitory with that stupid expression on his face, and completely forgot about his tiff with Remus until he opened the door and stepped in.

He was greeted with the sight of James and Peter crowding around Remus, who was shaking. Was he crying? Sirius bit his lip and rolled his eyes. Why should he care anyway? They weren't friends anymore, and Remus brought it upon himself anyway.

Sirius made his way towards his bed and flopped down on it, lounging back against the pillow and drawing the curtain. His grin returned as he recalled what had happened with Regulus, and suddenly a whole new rush of memories flowed into his mind.

Their first kiss. It was so unexpectedly perfect, he recalled. It had been the start of such a whirlwind of emotions and stress, but he wouldn't change it for the world.

Then there was that one time in the corridor when they had shared a much more passionate kiss, and Sirius realised that being with his brother was actually pretty exciting.

When Sirius had been in the hospital wing and Regulus had told him he loved him for the first time. That was one memory that couldn't ever be wiped from his mind, for two reasons. One; it was a special moment for him. Two; it was a devastating one. That had been the night that Remus had seen them together. Sirius hastily pushed it from his mind.

The time where they snuck away to the Room of Requirement was the most spectacular, magical memory he could remember. Everything had been perfect, and he desperately wanted another encounter like that with Regulus.

And then there were all those other times where they would sneak away and have private conversations and kisses, and it felt as thought it was only the two of them and nobody else.

Sirius wondered how many more amazing memories would be created after tonight, and he also wondered how many hurtful memories would be created. It wasn't like there wasn't a balance of good:bad memories.

Their first kiss resulted in him cheating on Remus. Their sneaky kisses in the corridor led to him feeling even guiltier about cheating on his boyfriend. The first time Regulus told him he loved him resulted in Remus witnessing it. When they were in the Room of Requirement, he lost all of his friends. When Remus finally forgave him, Regulus broke up with him. Now that Regulus was back with him again, Remus had vowed never to talk to him again.

The ratio was even. If something good were to happen now, he knew something bad would happen too. He sighed, his grin fading a little at the realisation.

"Sirius?" asked James, pulling open his curtains. "Silencio," he muttered, creating a silent pocket in the room, where only they could hear one another.

"Yeah?" replied Sirius, sitting up in his bed. James looked up at the roof, and sighed.

"He's really upset," he said, not having to refer to who he was talking about. Sirius knew he was talking about Remus.

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" asked Sirius. "He told me he wants nothing to do with me. He keeps snapping at me for the smallest things. I'm sorry, but I tried my hardest but he just doesn't want to forgive me."

"Make more of an effort," said James bluntly. "Even if he doesn't want you to. When he's in the library, just follow him and talk to him for a while. Or when he's sitting alone in class, go and sit next to him. He's just so distraught over everything. He doesn't know what he's doing and he needs a friend like you. You and Remus were always closer than any of us, even before you were together. You had a very special friendship. Get it back."

"What if he pushes me away?" questioned Sirius.

"Don't let him push you away," James replied. "I know you don't want to be with him, but let him know that you still want to be friends with him."

"I'll give it a go," mumbled Sirius, doubtful that it would work. James smiled, and punched his friend in the arm.

"Great! You see, this is why best friends shouldn't go out with each other," he said. Sirius laughed and nodded.

"I know," he said. "And guess what?"

"What?" asked James in interest.

"I'm back with Reg now," Sirius said with a grin. He couldn't help himself from blurting it out but he wanted to scream it to the whole world. He was so happy. James looked shocked but then his face relaxed into a smile.

"That's good," he said. "Just... don't let him hurt you again."

"He won't."

"How do you know that?" asked James in concern as he looked at Sirius with an odd expression.

"I just know. It'll be fine," replied Sirius, smiling and internally kicking himself because he knew that whenever he said things like that, the opposite usually happened.

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