It's a gift that just keeps giving isn't it? James breathes out in a rush when Remus tells him what went on and he shakes his head slowly, eyes closing again.

"Peter suspected, Sirius... And you were so..." James sighs, then reaches behind Remus as they sit down, wrapping an arm around him. Remus might be decades older than him but he'll never stop being that skinny shy boy in too wide robes for James. He hugs him close.

"I'm sorry, Moony. I'm so sorry."

Peter had played them like fiddles. All of them. James doesn't doubt for a moment that he had said something to Remus that just inflated the issues they had. He probably drove the wedge as deep as he could.

"What happened to Sirius?"