AN: Wow, it's been a really long time. I have no excuse except for major laziness and a developed addiction to Degrassi: The Next Generation. So, sorry. Enjoy…

The clean sterile smell of the hospital wing assaulted Sirius the moment he saw the door. He took a moment to compose himself, not that it really did anything, and he stepped inside. Waiting for his eyes to adjust to the bright light that was so contrasting to the dark hallways outside, Sirius made his way to the bed Remus would surely be in. Due to his furry little problem there was always one bed reserved for the lycanthrope. It was the closest to the window, so that even when Remus was confined to a bed he would still be able to view part of the outside world.

A small crowd was gathered around Remus's bed. Madam Pomfrey was fussing over her favorite patient, James was looking on worriedly, and Peter was twisting his hands nervously. Lily walked over to James and tapped him on the shoulder. The two conversed quietly for a few moments before Sirius noticed Lily point at him. James began stalking over to the taller boy with Lily trailing behind, a concerned look on her face. James was glaring, and it wasn't hard to tell that he was furious. Sirius had been so concerned over Remus's reaction that he had completely forgotten about James.

"You have to be the greatest arse I have ever met!" the bespectacled boy whispered ferociously, trying not to disturb the occupants of the wing. Sirius had sense enough to look ashamed.

"I really didn't mean to hurt him. I-I just wasn't thinking." He bowed his head in disgrace, black locks creating a shield from the wrath of Gryffindor's best chaser. James just shook his head.

"No shit you weren't! I swear the minute that we're alone you're going to wish you were expelled, Black!" Sirius winced at the usage of his surname. He felt himself ready to cry and wiped ferociously at his eyes, willing them not to display any weakness, at least not now. It was at this point that Lily, ever the voice of reason, decided to step in.

"James, just let him see Remus right now. Yes, he screwed up, but we can't just focus on that. Whether or not you choose to accept it, Re needs him now. We'll deal with this later." Sirius smiled gratefully at Lily, but she just gave him a sorrowful look in return.

Sirius slowly approached the bed where Remus lay. Soft voices drifted from the area, and upon coming closer to the bed, he discovered that the voices belonged to Remus and Peter. As he realized Sirius was approaching Peter quickly made up some excuse and scurried away to join James and Lily. Remus shifted as much as his injuries allowed so that he could better see Sirius. His eyes were wide and fearful and for a moment Sirius thought that the werewolf was afraid of him. To the dog animagus that was a fate worse than death. However, when Remus exclaimed "Sirius!" in a relieved matter, Sirius realized the fear stemmed from the lycanthrope's confusion.

"Hey, Rem." He greeted his boyfriend weakly. The tawny-haired boy's face had a look of puzzlement on it, resulting from Sirius's quiet demeanor replacing his usually rambunctious one.

"Sear, you look absolutely awful! Are you okay?" Sirius smiled at his boyfriend's concern. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror across the room. His clothing was the same from the day before, and it was terribly wrinkled from him sleeping in it. He had dark circles under his eyes, and there was a layer of stubble on his chin, a result of him not shaving since two days previous. His hair hung limply from his scalp and was rather mussed up. The tall teen mused that he probably smelled awful too. He shook his head and smiled kindly at the boy across from him, giving him an appraising look.

Remus was in much worse condition. He was covered in bandages, all of them freshly changed, and some were already showing blood again. There was a dark bruise on his left cheek, and a stitched cut traveling from his right cheek to his chin. He was pale and his voice was raspy and tired. Remus noticed Sirius's lack of reply and looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong, Siri? Why is everyone acting so strange? Why was the wolf so angry?" and of course, the unspoken question. 'Why weren't you there when I transformed this morning?'

Sirius had been at Remus's side every transformation since he had completed his animagus change. The black-haired boy had been the first to accomplish it; he did have more motivation after all.

Sirius sat down at his boyfriend's side so Remus wouldn't have to strain his neck so much.

"I- Rem, I made a mistake. A really bad one. I swear I didn't mean to, but I was just so jealous, and I wasn't thinking straight, and I-" he was cut of by Remus's soothing voice.

"It's all right, Siri. Just tell me what happened." Tears were starting to well up in Sirius eyes, and he could no longer contain them. As he spoke silent tears fell from his eyes.

"I w-was so jealous of Snape. I never meant any harm, I just didn't think. If I had known I could've hurt you, I never would've but… Rem, I told Sni-, I told Snape." Remus didn't even need to ask what Snape was told. He already knew.

"I-I di-didn't… tell me I didn't. Please… oh god no…" the small boy was beginning to weep, and it broke Sirius's heart to know he had caused such pain.

"Shhhh, Rem, c'mon, it's okay. Snape's fine. James, well James saved him. He didn't even get a scratch. He's okay, you hurt no one." Sirius held the shuddering boy until he had calmed a bit.

"Listen Remus, I know I don't deserve forgiveness, and I'm not asking for it. I just want you to know that I am sorry. You deserve so much better than me. I'm sorry… so sorry." He looked at Remus with pleading eyes. The shorter boy chewed on his bottom lip and averted his eyes.

"Sirius, please, just leave. I'm afraid that if you stay I may say something I'll regret. I-" he faltered briefly, "I still love you. I don't want to stop. But I just can't be near you right now. So please… just leave." It was apparent through his speech that Remus was trying desperately not to cry. Sirius turned and walked away. As he reached the door of the hospital wing, he turned around and whispered, "I'm sorry. But I swear I'll get you back, even if it's the last thing I ever do." And with those gentle heartfelt words, the young pureblood turned on his heel and made his way back to the cold place so many people called Gryffindor Tower.

AN: I hope you liked it. If not, you're welcome to say so. I won't hold it against you. Now, review before I start ranting about how wonderful Degrassi is. Like in this one episode…