I just posted the revised version, but since it may take awhile to appear here's a teaser.

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But there were times when James just couldn't.

"Did I do something wrong?" His red-rimmed eyes bore holes into Sirius' being. There was not much that he could do or say. Sirius wasn't one for words, that was Remus' job. But Sirius had known James for much longer and he knew what he needed know wasn't calming words from Remus or the silent awkward companionship of Peter. What he needed right now was the hard truth.

"You didn't do anything wrong; it's just not working."