Another point of view

Chapter 13

This chapter will be very confusing, as it's jumping from Sirius' POV to Remus' POV and I worked fast on this one, so it will be very different...

and this is the last chapter before the epilogue!

k,'Nuff talking

-TL

Sirius POV

Sirius froze. Had James just said what he thought he had? Sirius blinked. He was sure he'd heard wrong. "What did you say?"

"Kiss me, Sirius. That's my last request from you."

Sirius started at him. "What?"

"It doesn't have to mean anything."

Sirius frowned. "James, I'm not-"

"Sirius, please," James almost begged, "it's my last request ever. After this, I'll never ask you for anything, I promise."

Sirius remembered a conversation they had which was very similar to that one, three weeks ago. "Actually, I remember you promised me that James Potter will never kiss Sirius Black ever again."

James ran his hand in his hair nervously. "I know I promised, but it was a long time ago. A lot of things changed."

"Right," Sirius agreed. He didn't understand how they'd come to talk about that subject at all. "Like the fact that I have a boyfriend-"

"An ex boyfriend, who happen to be lying unconsciously in the Hospital Wing right now."

"James, I just can't, okay?"

James seemed crazy when he got closer to Sirius, too close. "Sirius, please. Think I'm someone else. Think I'm Remus, like then, when we did the role playing, remember? Think I'm Remus, and think of how much you love him and how much you miss him and how much you want him to wake up."

"What's going on with you, James? I thought you're in love with Lily," Sirius said while getting himself as fur away from James as he could. He didn't understand what was going on, and how the line of conversation changed that fast. But that behavior of James matched his theory that something was really wrong with James.

The messed hair boy ignored him and kept getting close, "just a moment ago you said you'll do anything for me. You promised you'll do as I ask!"

"I didn't know that's what you're going to ask!"

"You- you'll regret it if you don't do it now," said James, and suddenly, out of nowhere, tears started to fill his eyes. Sirius stopped and stared. James... cries? "I- I don't want it to be your l-last memory of me... but, please, Sirius. You must."

What? Last memory? What the hell is he walking about? Thought Sirius while watching James trying to wipe his tears away. It didn't work and soon new tears fell from his eyes.

"P-please..." his voice was so broken, it made Sirius want to hug him. Crazy or not, James was still his best friend, and it hurt him to watch him suffer.

"You can't tell about this to anyone." The sentence came out of his mouth before he could realize what he was saying. But when he thought about it, he realized he'd made a decision, even though it disgusted and frightened him. It's not that James was ugly; he was quite attractive, after all the Quidditch training he had done. But James was like a brother to him, and it was just wrong.

James raised his gaze to meet Sirius', his eyes full of hope. "R-really?" he asked in choked voice.

Sirius looked at him, and found out that James didn't look like himself with tears in his eyes. He sighed and nodded once.