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it was a rather boring afternoon in the old Black home, as remus and sirius kept each other company. the rambling coming from the eldest Black brother came to a stop when his brain formed a fabulous idea:
“how about, we go to a queen concert?!”
a yellow smile appeared on the man’s face, anticipation for remus’ answer clear as day in his face. though it was soon replaced with confusion and furrowed brows when he saw his lover’s face.
“look, i know we can’t leave. but we don’t have to tell dumble-“
“sirius.” he was interrupted by remus’ soft voice.
“what. moony?” annoyance was built into his features, looking at remus with expectancy.
remus tried to come up with a way to break the news to the love of his life without utterly breaking him even more than he already is. although, he knew either way, it’ll do just that.
“freddie, well,” remus took a deep breath, mounting all courage to say it, “he, he died sirius…”
silence soon replaced the echoes of their voices, rather solemn than awkward.
“what..?” sirius’ voice bounced off the old walls of grimmauld place, replacing the loud silence. “what do you mean?”
“you know exactly what i mean, love…” remus stood in the doorway, examining sirius thoroughly, for any signs of a reaction.
sirius, stood still, but with mixture of surprise and sadness stitched on his face. “oh.”