He hadn’t spoken to Sirius or Remus since their disastrous conversation the day they started back in class. It wasn’t that he was angry with them - it wasn’t even particularly that he was holding a grudge. He just didn’t know what he could possibly say. He  had nothing to say. In a strange way though, he missed them more intensely than he ever had before. It took him a few weeks to realise that he was missing the pretty picture of their future that they had painted, and he felt wounded anew.