Sirius sighed. Yep, That was it.. He could even say that he barely knew his brother, if anyone did. Even Snape hadn't seen that coming. Sirius smirked at the thought. Snape could get no closer to Reg than Sirius himself. Definitely some comfort in that.
He lifted his head to look at the stone. 1961 - 1979. He lived only to eighteen. Too young to even have been in the war. Suddenly, he remembered why he had come on this particular day.
"I know you're not here. I know you left years ago... but I - I wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday, Reg. Had you been alive, then your 38th ."
Every year following that, Sirius continued his visits to his brother's grave, especially on his birthday.
'I love you Reg.'
A/N: Hey guys! This is the last chapter so until my next story, bye :D
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Regrets
FanficIt's 1999, and it's been an year after the end of the second Wizarding War. It's 1999, and Sirius visits his brother's grave twenty years after he's left the world behind. In front of this gravestone, on which the final days of this forgotten hero...
