A/N: This is a short one-shot fic, set to Let It Be, by The Beatles. There is some implied SLASH, so if you don't like the sound of that, you may as well click that magical back button.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor am I making money off of this little fic. Let It Be was written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney, and performed by The Beatles.

Warnings: Implied Slash (Male/Male relationship), some mention of religion and faith (which can be a touchy subject)

Let It Be

He is gone. And I've got absolutely no idea how this could've happened to me, how this could have been the fate that awaited Sirius Black.

He fell through some sort of Veil, into another world... I can only hope that whatever world he's taken residence in, he's happy.

But how could he be happy? Says a mournful voice in my mind. You're not with him...

When I find myself in times of trouble

Mother Mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

I remember back when I was a child, before even the werewolf attack, the attack that left me cursed with lycanthropy, and one of my best friends dead.

I remember my mother going on about Jesus, reading the bible every evening after supper, and dragging me to church with her every Sunday. I resented it. I fought her.

But here I am, mourning the loss of the person who meant more to me than any other, and I wish I had listened to my mother's preaching. Maybe, since no one else seems to be any help to me in my grief, I could've found some comfort in God.

And in my hour of darkness

She is standing right in front of me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

But it's too late, and I feel the tears starting to fall once again—the tears that never seem to leave me for more than a few minutes before they come back to accompany me in my sorrow....

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

After a while, I calm down enough to wonder once again... What happened to him?

Is he in pain? Is he happy? Did he go to heaven, or was he destined for hell all along? I almost grin at that thought, with Sirius, you could never be sure...

I sniffle. Heck, was he even, technically, dead? I would settle for an answer to this question, above all others... but there is no one here to answer it. Does anyone know for sure?

And when the broken hearted people

Living in the world agree

There will be an answer, let it be

Once more, I wish I had faith like my mother had had. Not just faith in God, but faith in general.

If Sirius was, indeed, alive, but in some alternate reality, why hadn't he come back yet?

This confused me more than anything, and was the main reason I had begrudgingly accepted that he was in fact dead. If he was still alive, he would have returned to me; nothing would have stopped him from returning to me... Right?

I wish I had faith in Sirius, but it's too late, as I've never really had faith from the beginning.

For though they may be parted

There is still a chance that they will see

There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Yeah there will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

I stand up, sighing, and find my way outside onto the balcony of my flat, the flat I had rented after Sirius had passed away. I didn't want to live in the same house we had lived in together, not after... what happened.

It is a cloudy summer night, but there is a break in those dark grey clouds, and I gasp.

Sirius, the brightest star in the sky, is shining brightly from in between the gap in the clouds. I feel my throat constrict once again, hoping against hope that the clouds won't shift and cover Sirius's namesake star.

But, alas, they do within seconds. Somehow, though, I feel better. It was the way of the world, after all, that all good things must come to an end.

I go to bed, and sleep dreamlessly for the first time since he left me.

Let it be, let it be

Ah let it be, yeah let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the night is cloudy

There is still a light that shines on me

Shine on until tomorrow, let it be

I wake up the next morning, not feeling happy, per se, but not feeling that sorrow and loss that had haunted me for many weeks. I even notice some birds chirping outside my bedroom window, and pause for a moment to take in the sweet melody.

I wake up to the sound of music,

Mother Mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Yeah let it be, let it be

Let it be, yeah let it be

I rise to a new day, full of opportunity. I had already let one uncontrollable curse run my life, and I have no intention of letting another do so, especially one whose pain will fade in time.

I hope to whatever God there is that my pain will fade with time...

Oh there will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, yeah let it be

Oh there will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Ah let it be, yeah let it be

I decide to let it be until that time finally passes, and I fetch an old photo album containing pictures of me, Sirius, James, Lily, and Peter. I decide to dwell on fond memories of the past, rather than worrying about the pain I'm still feeling now.

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

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