Would Sirius become untrustworthy? Would he do something that would make Remus
think he was not a good man?
Despite the sinking feeling that her request left in his stomach, he cleared his throat
and muttered, "I promise."
Due to Remus's constant nudging, Mia made her way down to the bedroom she
shared with Sirius. She sighed as she reached for the doorknob, taking note that, at some
point, Sirius had taken down the Locking Charm. That must mean something, she admitted to
herself before stepping inside the room.
Even in the darkness, she could see the silhouette of his body lying in the large bed.
A sliver of moonlight broke through the nearby window, ever so slightly illuminating the
room just enough that she did not need to cast a Wand-Lighting Charm in order to make
it to the bed without stubbing her toe on something.
She stared at his beautiful shape in the shadows where she could watch his chest
rise up and down slowly, and she was grateful to know that, even after revisiting his worst
memory to date, he was able to sleep soundly.
Mentally and physically exhausted from the day, Mia quickly removed all of her
clothing and—skipping pyjamas—slipped beneath the sheets next to him. As she settled
in, resting her head on the large pillow, she glanced to the side and noticed his eyes were
now open.
"Are you speaking to me yet?" When he made no reply, she sighed softly, her voice
heavy with regret as she said, "You know I didn't want to do that."
"I know."
"But... I'm glad I did. You shouldn't have to keep everything inside, Sirius. If you
can trust anyone with your past, it should be me."
"I know," he said again and groaned, rubbing a hand down his face. "It's just... I
don't even like knowing that that memory's in my head, and now it's in yours."
Mia pulled herself close to him, pressing her bare chest against his side. Wrapping
an arm around his waist, she let her fingers delicately trail along the soft patch of skin near
his hip. "It doesn't make me think less of you."