SUMMARY: Sirius is starting to have doubts about his motives when it comes to his relationship with Remus...

DISCLAIMER: Not mine - Rowling's... Don't sue! Peace!

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PRELUDE

"I need to talk to you, Moony."

Uh-oh. This can't be good.

"S-sure, about what?"

"Well, you're gonna have to sit down first."

This can definitely not be good.

"Something on your mind?"

"I've been thinking a lot lately…"

"Well, that's the first, innit? Heh..hehm."

"Please, just…this isn't really the time for jokes."

"Why, is something wrong? My mum hasn't died or something, has she?"

I know what he's trying to tell me, but I just don't want it to be what I think it is… Not that I'd rather it was my mum dying, or anything.

"It's not that bad…but I'm afraid it's something pretty bad."

"What, then?"

"I think we should call this off, Moony."

…Bugger.

"What? Why?"

"Just 'till I get my head sorted out, like."

"Why, what's wrong with your head?"

Now I'm just being daft.

"I just… I dunno whether or not I'm really in love with you."

"Oh."

"Lately I've got the sneaking suspicion that I'm really only with you because I know my parents would hate it. Like this is just another rebellion against them."

"Oh."

"And, if that's the case, it wouldn't be fair to either of us if we kept doing this."

"Oh… Right."

"I'm sorry, it's…it's all just fucked up, Moons. I'm sorry."

Shit. Buggering shit.

"No, no, you're absolutely right. We shouldn't be doing this in the first place."

"No, common, it's not that, I… Look, I can't – I don't really want to talk about this now."

Great, he just wants to get away from me as soon as possible.

"You're the one who wanted to talk…"

"I know, Moony, I know…But I've said what I wanted to say. Let's just leave it at that, yeah?"

"Right."

"'Till I sort my head out."

"Right."

"…I'm really sorry."

"Yeah."

TBC!