Hi there! Thanks to everyone who gave me advices on how to proceed with second year. All of you agree that I should continue in the same story. So here it is! Enjoy!

Second year: 1972-1973

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Remus loved to read. He did, really.

A book could take him away from the noise, the people, the worries, his secret - everything.

That was why he didn't appreciate to still be at the same paragraph, reading over and over without understanding what was going on between the characters. The noise, the people, his secret - nothing would go away. Especially not what was worrying him.

Who was worrying him.

Sirius Black.

He had said they would keep contact through letters during the holidays and they hadn't. Remus still didn't know whether or not he would have had the courage to answer back but it didn't matter. He hadn't received any. He hadn't waited for one from James and he hadn't been disappointed not to have one. But he had waited for Sirius'.

He had thought the worse. Then he had thought the worse of the worse, both numerous times. Yet he had seen him on the quay, healthy and as lively as he remembered him.

Remus had came to the conclusion that he had said the same thing to all his acquaintances and had forgotten about him because he had been too busy and he really wasn't as mind-marking as anyone else, let alone James whom he had excitedly been talking to when he had seen him.

If he had thought about saying hello, about asking how were his holidays, about telling him he had worried, about telling him he had got bored without his great tales, Remus instead rushed to a free wagon. He furiously took a book out of his luggage, sat down like it was the fault of the seat and read.

That was two hours ago. Same place. Same page. The difference was that other students had surrounded him after a moment on his own. They were playing cards and talking loudly about Quidditch. Remus wouldn't have minded if he had been focused on his book. But he wasn't focused on his book. He couldn't focus on his book.

Because of Sirius.

"Hello there everyone!" The door flew open on an overly happy Sirius. Remus put his feet on the wall seat and his book up on his knees. He hadn't asked for that, had he?

Not that Sirius had come for him. Perhaps he wouldn't even talk to him. There was a great chance he didn't remember him, too.

"Hey there, crazy boy!"

"I missed you too, Matty." He heard him embrace the teen. "Are you ready to spend all the year studying for an easy exam?"

"And are you ready to finally learn to do something more useful than little sparkles with your wand?"

"I can make you cry with my wand." Sirius laughed madly and everyone along with him.

He then had a small chat with them about random topics and glanced numerous times at his book. Eventually, he came up to him and looked behind the manual.

"You!" He shouted, startling everyone. "I wasted two hours of my inestimable time on you!" He pointed a reproaching finger to his shocked face. "I had to get rid of my stupid brother and then I couldn't even eat Jimmy's candies! I had to open doors and doors and doors and doors and DOORS again to find you in the last wagon! And all that because of your tendency to hid from my marvellous self!"

Sirius shook his head as he took Remus' sleeve and dragged him out.

"I am saving you from boredom and rubbish books!"

I'll see you tomorrow for the next chap, won't I? :D

21/01/11