I'm Serious

"He saw the door was wide open, and some of the first floor windows were broken. He ran inside, his heart beating rapidly. "Prongs!" He yelled. No answer. "James!" He tried again. He walked inside the living room. It felt like someone had ripped his heart out, but it was still beating rapidly. He slowly walked over to his friend, sat down and put his head in his lab. "Prongs. Wake up." He said as he brushed some of his hair aside. "Prongs, mate, we're not fourteen year olds anymore. Stop pranking me. Wake up." No response. His eyes was closed, and he was starting to get cold. "It's not fun anymore, James. Please, wake up." Sirius took off his own jacket and placed it over James. He tried not to cry, he really did, but when he opened his mouth to speak, he could feel the salty tears on his tongue, and when he tried to speak, his words were muffled between sobs. "James.. Please. You are my best friend. My brother. Come back. I beg you." He chuckled halfhearted. "You know Black's doesn't beg." He lent over him and cried. When the tears got lighter, he sat up straight again and dried his cheeks. Once again he gently stroke some of his dark hair aside."

My version of how Remus and Sirius would get thier shit together, and realise that they like each other. They also rase Harry.

There is mentioning of child abuse.

Can also be found on AO3 on "butterfly_with_wings"