His resolve had wavered slightly the next morning as he was packing his clothes. Sirius had made an excuse to leave the house and keep out of the way. He’d almost put his clothes pack in the wardrobe and sat down to wait for him, to tell him it was ok and they’d just go on how they had been. It wasn’t like he hadn’t known after all, and it wasn’t like James was even a possibility now he was married. And surely even this was better than being alone... But he didn’t. It took all of his willpower but he finished packing and set out. Mary had said he could stay for a while until he found somewhere else. Laying in his new bed at her place that evening he tried to feel proud of himself, to feel good for finally respecting himself and standing up for himself. He just felt sad and lonely.