Remus placed the book down on the coffee table for them to go through when they were finished and made his way into the bedroom. Throwing himself down, he began to softly weep. There was a tinge of guilt in his heart at the situation, but mostly he was just sad. He had wanted to do this for Sirius, to bring him closer to who he was and the people he had loved. But in all the determination he had forgotten the one problem he himself had been faced with when Sirius first arrived on his doorstep. He didn’t fucking remember anything.