Remus whispered the same phrase back before letting his head drop so Sirius would not catch the tears in his eyes. He had just wanted to rescue his boyfriend. They had nearly made it. Just a few more meters and... well.. Remus had not had the most brilliant plan after that, but they would have thought of something. Now they were both wandless and trapped. No one knew where they were. Not even Dumbledore or James. And maybe it was a good thing James did not know. At least he was safe in all this.

So. Now they had to pretend not to know each other. Well. Remus could do that. He was clever and used to having to lie to protect his life. He also knew that it was unlikely to make any difference to the Death Eaters. Either way, they would torture, and likely kill, them both.

If he could last until the full moon. Maybe.. Maybe he could break free. But the Wolf would not discriminate between Death Eaters and Sirius, and if Sirius could have transformed he would have done so by now. Their chains had to be magical. Some form of spell? Or perhaps Sirius was keeping his cover until he was desperate enough?

Remus was about to try and find some way to see if Sirius thought he could shift, when one of the bloody dark wizards stepped into the room.

Too late. Next time they were alone, maybe...