Summary
"The man living in this room today is not Sirius Black. Sirius Black died fourteen years ago with James and Lily Potter, and the person I see sulking at the back of Order meetings is nothing more than a ravaged legacy of the Askaban Dementors." Set mid-OoP, Remus reflects on the past and the present. Because Sirius never really left Askaban… not in heart. Major angst. No slash.