"Remus..." Sirius wanted to appologise, the plead with the werewolf that he hadn't meant it, that he would never... But he couldn't articulate the words, and there was something hot burning it's way through his chest and if he didn't get away then he was going to cry and how the Hell would he explain that?
Sorry I'm snivelling on you, oh yeah, and sorry for the molestation as well. Ta.
He fumbled with the curtains, finally managing to open them, then swung himself off the bed. He stayed for a moment, trying to get his bearings, before pushing himself off the bed.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered, before all but fleeing the room.