Summary - Sirius Black gets framed for the murder of Lily and James Potter and taken to Azkaban. Peter Pettigrew had betrayed them all. After 12 years Sirius . He escaped in order to protect his godson, avenge his best friends but the most important thing was to find Remus and beg him to believe him. He had to get back to his Moony.
"Remus please... we have to talk about it at some point." Sirius sighed as he looked at Remus who wasn't looking at him and just staring at his empty plate. "Not now Sirius." Remus said as he stood up and grabbed their empty plates and walked into the kitchen to clean up.
The dinner had started out so good. They where talking and laughing together. It was just like the old days. Those wonderful days at Hogwarts where the only thing they had to worry about where their exams. And staying out of too much trouble. Remus missed those days more than he could express. And Sirius felt the same way. Those days when it was just the Marauders plotting to cause mayhem. Sirius wishes so desperately to go back to those happy days.
But both men know those days are long gone and will never return if only for the reason that James and Lily had been murdered, and Peter had betrayed them. He was the reason that James and Lily where dead. Their best friends. Their family. And the reason Harry was an orphan and had to endure hell with the Dursley's. The reason Sirius had to go to Azkaban for 12 years. Leaving Remus all by himself. Alone afraid and heartbroken but most of all empty. The years hadn't been very kind to them.
It was now almost a year ago that Remus had taught at Hogwarts. And that Sirius had escaped and come back to him. Remus had never really believed Sirius had betrayed James. He was sure he would rather die than betray his brother. And when Sirius had appeared to him and explained everything. Begging for Remus to believe him. To please hold him. To tell him he was sorry to leave him. Even though both men knew that it wasn't their fault.
Remus left the Hogwarts after the events of that night that had started at the Whomping Willow. He didn't want to inconvenience Dumbledore any more than he had done. He decided it was best to leave. And seeing as Sirius was back he decided they should return to his cottage and stay safe there together. To say it was hard was an understatment.
Sirius had horrible nightmares, just as he did when they where still young. Only now they weren't of his parents hurting him and Regulus. They where of dementors attempting to suck his soul out. Remus tried so hard to help him through it but it wasn't easy for him.
To see the man he loves and has loved for so long to be in such a dark place. He often thought back to those days when he and Sirius would just lay in bed and dream of the future together. Saying they would like to move in together and get married some day. Would it be legal for them to do so. They hoped. And hope is a strong thing to kill.
Laying in bed dreaming of a life they wanted to share and create. The family they wanted to start. All the kisses and whispers under the covers in their Gryffindor dorm room. All the hopes and dreams spoken to each other. Followed by many 'I love yous'.
It had taken a while for they boys to come to terms that they just loved each other. And wanted to be together. And even then they where terrified. But they confessed to their love in the end. They didn't let each other go after that. And that was something so special, they where something special.
They had this bond that no one really ever seemed to understand. A profound connection that neither had with anyone else. Like their souls where somehow linked together. Knitted together like the cycle of the sun and the moon. They knew each other so well.
When the first wizard war had started both men got separated and spend more time apart than together. So much had happened. Sirius was going through so much he just tried hiding his emotions through fire whiskey and sharing his bed with a fair amount of witches and wizards.
