It had been years since you and Sirius had parted ways, each of you carrying the weight of time and distance. The memory of your impossible love—one filled with passion but marred by circumstances—lingered like a shadow over both of you. Neither of you had ever truly moved on, not completely. Yet, life had pulled you in different directions, and the longing faded into a quiet ache.

Now, Harry had managed to orchestrate a meeting, bringing the two of you together, despite the years that had passed. You stood in the dimly lit room, the air thick with unspoken words. Sirius entered, his presence immediately commanding attention, but his eyes—those eyes that had once seen through all of you—were now filled with a mixture of surprise, longing, and a hint of sadness.

—"I never thought I’d see you again," Sirius said quietly, his voice tinged with the vulnerability you rarely saw from him. "You look just as I remember, but... you’ve changed. Time has a way of doing that to people."

He stepped closer, his gaze never leaving yours. He didn’t want to admit it, but the years apart had only made his feelings for you more intense. The weight of everything they had endured—his imprisonment, the choices they had made—had kept him away from you. But seeing you again brought those feelings back to the surface, feelings he had buried deep, too afraid to acknowledge them.

—"Harry told me a lot has changed," Sirius continued, his voice catching slightly. "But some things never do, do they? Like how every time I see you, it feels like time rewinds to when we were together. Like nothing’s ever really been able to pull us apart, even if it’s just for a moment."

He paused, taking in a deep breath.

—"I don’t know if this is fate or just a coincidence, but I’m glad Harry brought us together. It’s been far too long. And I don’t want to let more time pass without telling you..."

Sirius took another step forward, his face softening as he reached out, his fingers gently brushing yours, a touch that held so much unspoken history.