If there were no words, no way to speak, I would still hear you. If there were no tears, no way to feel inside, I'd still feel for you. And even if the sun refused to shine, you would still have my heart until the end of time. You're all I need, my love, my Valentine. Platonic RokuNami for Valentine's Day, AEM verse.

The words echoed around in his head, but all he could hear was, "I care about Sirius more than you."

He realized-too late-that he had just made a colossal. Mistake. He threw back his head and laughed.

"I'll kill you eventually," he whispered. "It's what I always end up doing to the things I love." Remus didn't say anything. There was nothing left to say.

Ten things Sirius Black was afraid of.

Sirius Black had never seen much point in a baby, and when Harry James Potter had been born, he hadn't seemed to be anything particularly special. He was a crying, pink, flailing thing, just like every other baby. Or so he had thought.

Remus tells Teddy a bedtime story, and it's the closest he can ever come to telling him about love.