AN: Alright so I suddenly got this idea from watching something on Youtube recently. This is a Harry Potter one-shot in case you didn't know. And it's a Song Fic The song is the video that I watched, I'm going to say this now, I did not by any means, write this song. All credit to the song goes to the writer who wrote it.

The story is set in the Fifth Year, but it's before Sirius offers Dumbledore Grimmauld Place as Headquarters of the Order, so let's just pretend that they have the meetings at Remus' place, shall we?

Please review, tell me your thoughts, and I'll see you guys soon!

"Hello Remus, dear"

"Good evening, Molly." Remus smiled returning the hug that Mr. Weasley would always greet him with. "How are you?" She asked looking at his face with kindness only she would show.

Before the former Professor could answer he was cut off by another voice. "You don't need to worry about him, Molly." Sirius said coming up behind Moony and standing next to him, patting him on the shoulder, like he use to do when they were children. "After all, I'm here."

Molly blinked slowly, her expression unknown. "Yes, that solves everything, doesn't it?" Sirius narrowed his eyes, and opened his mouth to retort.

"-Are the others coming, Molly?" Remus asked interrupting the stare down before it escalated.

Mrs. Weasley looked back at Remus. "They should be here in a minute or two."

One by one the rest of the Order arrived. Mad-Eye was the final one to arrive, greeting Sirius and Remus with a grunted growl. The meeting started off as it always did: With Harry. Who's turn was it to keep an eye on him, making sure he was doing alright. Sirius always offered, always wanted to do something if it involved Harry. But Molly and the rest always denied him. Then the topic switched slightly to Voldemort, if there was any news on where he could possibly be, how many Death Eaters has he recruited so far.

When it was over they all choose this time to relax, as they do at every end of all their meetings, in Remus' small living room. Having no room on the furniture, Sirius and Remus sat a table that was pushed against the wall. Sirius looked at his friend and noticed that he had his head bowed over, his index finger and thumb rubbing a crossed his eyes, looking more tired then usual. "You alright, Moony?" He said realizing that was the first time, since he has been staying at Remus' place, that he's called Remus his childhood nickname.

Remus looked at Sirius. Also noticing the nickname, he smiled tiredly. "I'm fine, Padfoot. It's just my old home is becoming more and more cramped the more Order meetings we have." He stated running a hand through his sandy blonde hair, and resting it against it.

Ah. Sirius thought. Closed tight spaces. Moony never was fond of those. Though these happen only a couple of weeks, it still must be stressful him. But me being here probably isn't helping matters. "I'm not making it worse for you, am I?"

Remus then jerked his head up. "Of course not, Sirius. I'm happy your here." Moony looked at him with a stern stare. "You can stay as long as you like."

Sirius grinned, gratefully. "Thanks Moony."

"-Remus?" Tonks asked suddenly, looking at a old old radio that was placed on the dusty window, intently. "Mind if I turn this on? I haven't listen to one of these in ages!" Moony smiled at Tonks, but it was a different sort of smile, one he only used for her, he nodded. "Of course. To be honest, I'd forgotten that was there."

Tonk's hair turned yellow for a second, then as quickly as it had come it went to a light pink. She turned the dial, first the was nothing but static, playing with the knobs for several moments she found a station where there wasn't any static at all.

It was a Muggle radio, Remus remembered his mother had bought it before he got bitten by Greyback. He had fond memories of his mother dancing to the Muggle songs around the house, with Remus in her arms, his father watching her with a loving smile as he sat in the chair Mad-Eye was currently at.

After all this time, I'm amazed that thing still works. Moony thought to himself in slight astonishment.

For five minutes it played nothing but Muggle news. Sirius yawned, tipping his chair backward as he stretched his back and arms, he closed his eyes. Feeling oddly content, considering the position they were all in.

When did the smoke and mirrors clear? A woman's voice sang over the radio. Sirius listened, having been a while since he heard a woman sing.

When did innocence disappear?
Where are the windows on my walls?
Why can't I catch you when you fall?

It's a bit sad for my liking. Padfoot thought. Rather disappointed, but he continued to listen.

My eyes are clear and I'm awake.
Can't find a way to leave this place.
Illusioned light faded to dark.
When did everything fall apart?

I'd give my life a thousand times
to give yours back to you.
There's so much that I never said,
so much you'll never get to do.

A lump suddenly grew in his throat, he opened his eyes and set his chair back on the ground. Looking around the room, wondering what everyone else's reaction was to this song that was playing. Which was nothing, they were currently doing what they were doing before.

Even Remus, who was probably too tired and stressed to even be listening to the song, had his eyes closed and his head resting on his hand. It was just him. He was the only one reacting this way.

Your blood is lathered on my hands.
That I will never understand.
I'm sorry for the words unsaid.
I'm sorry I left you for dead.

My timing was a bit too late.
Deafening silence in your wake.
Down on my knees, I tried to scream.
Not caring who was listening.

James...Oh god! Images of him finding his best friend died at Godric's Hollow. He remembers his heart almost stopping, praying that the off chance Prongs was just playing a cruel joke on him. Because he had pulled this prank before, their first year at Hogwarts.

But he wasn't. James was dead. Gone from this world. And it was his fault. What happened next was a bit of a blur to him, he remembered crying, screaming for Prongs to wake up, to stop this act and scaring him half to death. Tears he hardly shed fell down his face as he looked into James' dull hazel eyes.

This wasn't the way it was suppose to happen. It just was not the way his friend was suppose to go. He and Lily both were to go at the old age of 80, Prongs going first then Lily a second after, peacefully in the bed they shared, leaving behind a ton of grandkids from Harry and the girl he was going to marry, after they raised him with love and care till he left their home at age 20.

Sirius' stomach started turning, becoming nauseated as the seconds ticked by. What is wrong with me!? Just stop listening to the song, Padfoot! He told himself ferociously. But he didn't. He couldn't. And he had no idea why.

I'd give my life a thousand times
to give yours back to you.
There's so much that I never said,
so much you'll never get to do.

Your blood is lathered on my hands.
That I will never understand.
I'm sorry for the words unsaid.
I'm sorry I left you for dead.

Stop...Enough! No more! He ran a hand a crossed his mouth. Feeling bile raise to his already tight throat. He squeezed his eyes shut, and took in a hitched breathe. He didn't move, he was glued to his chair, his grip on it was vice-like.

I tried to take your stolen life.
And now I'm locked away.
Don't know if it was wrong or right
But it means nothing today.

I'm sorry for the words unsaid.
I'm sorry I left you for dead.
My word is nothing, locked in here.
My sanity has disappeared.

Sirius gagged when he heard that verse, he couldn't listen anymore. He stood up abruptly, so fast that he knocked the chair over, it hit the floor with a loud BANG! He immediately felt all eyes in the room on him. But he wasn't looking at them, he wasn't even looking at anything. All the images that filled his eyes were of his best friends dead body, his lifeless eyes.

He half ran, half walked out of the living room. Sirius had no idea where he was going, he just kept moving. Wanting to be as far away from that damn radio as possible. He registered in his mind that he was going upstairs, that he opened a door to a room, but then nothing after that, the images of Prongs, the house completely destroyed, Harry crying and Hagrid saying he had to take him to Lily's horrible older sister Petunia and Vernon house.

Even after all this time, he still felt guilty. If he had just accepted being Secret Keeper, instead of giving the position to Peter.

James and Lily would probably be alive today if it wasn't for me. Because of him, Remus had to go 12 years of dealing with his agonizing transformations into a werewolf on his own, because of him, Harry had to go twelve years without the love and support a mother and father are suppose to show towards their child.

He never got know his Uncle Remus, the man who braved the thousand of Muggles during Christmas shopping, standing in line for two hours to get him a stuffed wolf toy, that baby Harry happily named 'Mus!'. His godson never got to know Sirius like he should have, the man that took him flying on his motorcycle, James grinning in the background, giving Sirius a thumbs up, as Lily hit him, scowling at him for being so reckless when he got back. But he honestly didn't care because he had way to much fun with the small baby bundle.

Because of me, I lost the best friend and sister I ever had. Sirius ran his fingers through his black medium long hair, feeling the need to rip clomps of it out, he was just so frustrated and angry with himself. Prongs...James, I'm so sorry. Merlin's beard, this is my fault. I know that, I've accepted that. So why in the hell can't I move on from it!?

Tears formed in his eyes and made their way down his face. He leaned backward, hitting the wall, sliding down it and onto the cold wooden floor. He put his head in his hands and shut his eyes tight. Damn it... God damn it!

"Padfoot?" A familiar voice asked. Sirius' heart almost stopped, thinking that it was James. Looking up, it was clear as day the disappointment on his face when he saw that it wasn't Prongs kneeling down, looking at him with concern on his face. No it wasn't James. But Moony.

Remus put a gentle hand on Sirius' shoulder. "What's wrong?"

The guilt he was feeling double when he saw the deeply frightened look on Moony's face, Reprimanding himself angrily that he shouldn't under any circumstance be disappointed that it was Remus. Because Remus was all he had left. Remus was the last best friend he had left.

"The...song." He stated simply. looking at his shaking hands. "Merlin... That god damn song! It reminded me of all that I've done wrong, Moony! To James and Lily. I-I can't even apologize for being such an idiot! Because their gone. They've been gone for 12 years and yet it still feels like yesterday! It still hurts!"

"Sirius.." Remus said his voice barely above a whisper. He knew what that feeling was like. He knew it all too well. Remus watched his only friend lose control of his emotions, the ones he tried so hard to keep hidden. It was a huge reminder for Remus on just much things had, in fact, changed since they were children.

"Remus...I'm sorry! Because of me, You and Harry were alone. For twelve years, you and Harry were-" Sirius broke off as his body began to shake. Wanting so desperately to hit something. But he couldn't, he just didn't have the strength to get up at the moment.

Oh Padfoot, my dear best friend. My best alive friend. Moony thought sadly. His heart felt heavy and his own blue eyes blurred as he hugged Sirius. He hugged his friend close and tight, knowing he needed the comfort, because he felt so guilty, Sirius needed to know that he was forgiven, he was forgiven the minute Remus realized that Padfoot had switched being the Secret Keeper with Wormtail.

"Don't apologize, Sirius. Just don't. You don't have too, Harry and I know what happened, and we know it's not your fault. It might have been your idea, but in the end it was all Peter, he didn't have to betray Lily and James, he choose too. He gave into his fear of death, and choose to sell out his friends, knowing what would happen. This is Peter's fault, Sirius. Not yours. Please stop blaming yourself, my old friend. It's going to end up killing you! I don't wish to lose another friend." Remus spoke in a voice that was a mixture of comfort and sadness, he tighten his hold on Padfoot. Realizing just how much he needed this too.

Tremors took over Sirius' body. He returned the hug fiercely, desperately. Scared to death, that if he let go, Remus would disappear just like Prongs did. "Remus..." He cried out, though it was muffled against the werewolf's clothing.

"It's okay, Padfoot. It's okay." Remus croaked out, his throat was becoming to tight to speak.

I'd give my life a thousand times
to give yours back to you.
There's so much that I never said,
so much you'll never get to do.

"Please don't die too, Moony! If you or Harry leave, I surely go mad this time. If you have to be buried six feet under, if Harry has to be... Like James and Lily were. I don't think my heart would be able to take it!" Sirius pleaded, gripping the back of Remus' shirt. knowing fully well that Remus couldn't promise he wouldn't die. Seeing as they were all heading for an all out war against Voldemort. There were bound to be some innocent casualties.

But Remus did anyway, for his friend, for his brother. Knowing that it would ease Padfoot's mind, at least for now. "I promise, Sirius. I promise. As long as you promise the same thing."

"I promise." Sirius said immediately. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going to leave Harry or you, Moony."

And they stayed like that, just kneeling on the floor holding each other, and when the others came upstairs later, they smiled at the sight of the two friends laying with their backs against the wall. One of them, which was Sirius had his head resting against the small nightstand and the other, which was Remus had his head tilted to where it was on the corner of the wall, Mr. Weasley quietly closed the door.

Your blood is lathered on my hands.
That I will never understand.
I'm sorry for the words unsaid.
I'm sorry I left you for dead.

And then they all left...

AN: Ohhhh my feels! Damn it, why do I do this to myself! ='(

Anyway I'm super happy how this turned out! What did you guys think?

The song (to those of you who have never heard of it, like me) was called "Words Unsaid" by Gio Navas, and the reason I used it fot this one-shot was because she wrote it specifically for Sirius, this is his song. For me, listening to it, it was absolutely lovely. This is her song, credit for it goes to her.

Please leave me a review, tell me your thoughts and I'll see you all in the next one.