Imagine grieving your husband's, Sirius', death. Remus tries to be there for you but knows you will never be the same person again.
(Y/N) hadn’t left her room in a little over a week. Everyone was concerned for her but no one really dared to interrupt her grief, although they knew it would be for her own good. One stormy night Remus built up the courage to open the creaky door that lead to Sirius’ bedroom.