STOP! This is part two of three! If you are starting here you are missing first and second year which has some plot points you may need. Look for Moony: Curse of the Full Moon on my profile and read that or continue if you want to read out of order I am not one to tell you how a series works.

Moony: Year 3

30 June, 1973

Dear Ms. Evans,

How are you? I hope that you are doing well at least. I did receive your letter at the beginning of this summer and yes I am doing fine, I wasn't as bad as I could have been.

Home life has been good though my father is worried that us living so close to the actual village is alerting people of our presence. Though this is a muggle town, I think they just think that we own a deranged dog. (Wouldn't be that far from the truth, ha.)

I will consider your invitation to come over your house, I would like to see you before the summer ends and we are sucked into the soul sucking mind enslavement that is school. Ha ha! You know you laughed in agreement, as magical as it is Professor Binns can put the most awake person to sleep.

I am currently packing for a small vacation with James' family, he sent enough letter to bury my father in his office until he agreed. Think he just gets lonely too quickly, to be honest. (James not my dad.)

If I cannot go over your house you could come over here, South Wales is nice this time of year in my opinion. Got to walk around the shops yesterday to pick up Peter a late birthday gift since I think he is going to be there too.

Hope you have a lovely summer, don't let your sister get you down too much. I am sure Severus will be happy to be there for you if you need to talk about it and I am merely a letter away.

Remus J. Lupin.

P.S. I can't believe how much I have missed of Doctor Who from just being away. I mean, by this point he may have regenerated I wouldn't be in the loop of what happened.

Potter's Vacation Home
Tuscany, Italy
1 July, 1973

"I swear to God above if you hit me one more time with a pillow, Potter I will bite you whether it is the moon or no," Remus growled, hid his face in the bed to protect it from assault. The only result was a whispered conversation near him before two not so light teenage boys jumped onto his back and knocked the wind right out of him.

"Wake up, Remus! I want to go swimming!" Peter laughed right in his ear.

Remus struggled under them both, trying to break free, "I got here late yesterday; can't I sleep a little longer?" His whined, finding himself failing at pulling his arms free or pushing them off.

James shook his head, "We only get off when you promise to get ready to hit the beach; it is already noon."

"That is my equivalent to three in the morning," Remus grumbled, giving up on his struggles, "Fine I will get ready, just let me at least eat something first."

James and Peter cheered loudly, jumping off the werewolf and ran to their side of the nice small room they were all sharing. Peter and James digging around in their still unpacked trunks for their swim wear and chatting loudly.

Remus only sighed as he watched them, pushing himself up and going over to his own to get his own swim wear and a t-shirt. Eyes glancing at the clock and he frowned, "It isn't noon it is nine in the morning!"

James and Peter glanced at each other, before rushing out of the room, "See you at breakfast, Remus!"

"Gits!"

Mrs. Potter smiled at them as they came barreling down the stairs of the beach house, "You boys are up earlier then I thought you would be, considering the racket you were making last night."

"Sorry, Mrs. Euphemia," Peter smiled.

"We just want to go swimming and stuff before it is too late, ya' know?"

"It is nine in the morning on a summer's day, I am sure the sun won't be setting any time soon," Euphemia chuckled, shaking her head. Her dark, grey streaked hair put up in a messy bun. A few stray hairs falling out into her face as she did.

"But breakfast is on the counter if you want to eat before you go, and try to be a little quieter your father is still asleep."

"Yes, Mum," James smiled, fixing his glasses as he hurried over to the breakfast counter and made himself a plate of eggs; Peter doing the same next to him.

Remus came down a few moments later, his face lightening from the stormy look as he said good morning to Mrs. Potter. A sun hat in his hand as he walked into the kitchen to push both James and Peter roughly.

"I hate you both, I hope you know that. Sirius is my new favorite."

Peter pouted, "But Remus, you know he would have been on top of the dog pile if he was here."

"He will be here," James pointed out, motioning with his fork, "He is just a little late is all. Wrote to me a week ago saying he was probably going to show up."

Remus frowned, grabbing his own plate of eggs and eating slowly, "His parents would let him come?"

James shook his head, a smirk on his face, "No way would they let him, but I know Sirius. He will find a way to get here before the sun sets this wonderful day."

With a clink James' plate landed in the sink, the messy haired wizard already hurrying to the front door of the house, "Hurry up, the beach will be crowded with muggles soon and we will lose the best spots."

"Can't I eat?" Reus gave his friend a look, "Just because you are impatient doesn't mean we all are."

Peter didn't seem to share the sentiment as he hurried to finish his food and put the plate into the sink next to James'. The blond boy hurrying over to James side, "Ready to go, Cap'in."

"Two against one, Moony. Hurry up."

Remus sighed, looking up at the sky dramatically and continued to eat his breakfast. A little faster than before so he could get out into the warm Italian sun.

A/N: Welcome readers, new and old to Moony Part 2 of 3. We finally made it here, I thought it would take a lot longer. I am so excited :D