The picture in the Daily Prophet didn’t even look like him, not really. Remus obviously could tell it was him but all the things that had made him Sirius... the laughing spark in his eyes, the way his hair would fall soft across his face, his mischievous grin... the picture looked exactly like the man you would expect to do those awful things, the man who betrayed his best friends, murdered all those muggles, murdered his other friend...