Chapter 2

Eleven and a half years ago, his world shattered with the murder of three of his best friends. And his only 'friend' currently resided in Azkaban. Remus once again laughed mirthlessly, like he had done before many a time. It was definitely true; a werewolf's life was a cursed living. However within these years, he had kept in close contact with Albus Dumbledore, current headmaster of Hogwarts for all these years. His old mentor had been telling him of the progress of Harry Potter. His best friend's son. He had somewhat, become a guardian to the boy, since his parents were deceased and his godfather was a criminal. However, with his records as a werewolf on the werewolf registry, he wasn't exactly allowed to let Harry stay with him. So the boy did not know of his existence, but he did remember posting some photo's of Lily and James to Hagrid to give to Harry a few months back.

Albus also kept him up to date with the progress of Sirius. His 'best friend' through school. And recently, he had become a little disturbed at how much the dementers did not affect Sirius as they did with his inmates. The news that he had received from Dumbledore had told him that Sirius was as civil as ever, and that he often asked to read newspapers, and he'd often talk about Quidditch scores. It was peculiar to say the least.

Another thing had also troubled Remus a little. His transformations, they didn't feel like his earlier ones. They weren't as painful as they had been before. It was a good thing, but it was unusual that he wouldn't feel as much pain as he used to. Maybe he was starting to get used to it after all these years. Remus often shuddered at that thought…getting used to being a werewolf. That was horrible in his opinion.

With all these problems troubling Remus, you couldn't really blame him for being emotionally strained.

Another lonely year passed. Dumbledore had told him of Harry's ordeal with the infamous Chamber of Secret's. So it had been true! He remembered how often the Marauders had tried to search for it, but failed all the time. As an unorthodox guardian, Remus fulfilled any financial problems he needed to pay for Harry's doings at school. But he never complained about it. He had lived his life at school with enough money to get through it; he didn't want Harry to have to use all of his small fortune at Gringott's for his troubles at school. You could say it was for these reasons, that Remus lived a small humble life.

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Remus headed towards the kitchen in his bath robes. He yawned and started to make his breakfast. As he sat down to a bowl of porridge he was startled out of his half-sleep like state from a loud tapping on the window. It was a Hogwarts owl. He opened the window and let the owl sweep in. He gave the owl some toast before he let it fly off. The owl hooted gratefully and took off, the toast still wedged in its beak.

He ripped open the letter and a newspaper cutting fell out of it. He picked it up and went rigid as soon as he saw the heading.

SIRIUS BLACK ESCAPES AZKABAN!

'What the…?' Remus thought as he read the article over and over, trying to process all the information it held. The article told of the mysterious disappearance of the criminal and how the dreaded guards on the fortress hadn't even sensed him escape. It retold of his past crimes and showed the reward money to anyone who found him. Remus looked at the recent picture of his past best friend. He looked pale and gaunt. His hair was twice as long as it had been last time he saw him. He was unshaven and had a very distinct stubble. His eyes looked back coldly at Remus and he shivered. Even if it was a picture, Sirius had never looked at him coldly.

Remus then turned to the parchment written to him, most presumably by Dumbledore.

Dear Remus,

I hope this letter sees you well. Firstly, I am just as alarmed as you are to find that Sirius has escaped. It seems impossible but Sirius has always shown a vigour to achieve his goals, and escaping Azkaban seems like one of them.

However, the whole Magical World in on alert. As we speak, the Minister of Magic is sending out those horrid dementers on patrol to find him. Unfortunately, he has also ordered them at Hogwarts, as it seems likely that Sirius may in fact be after Harry. That is why more protection seems to be needed at Hogwarts, in Cornelius Fudge's eyes anyway.

I also feel that this year will be tough on Harry. And on you for that matter, because there is no reason that Sirius will not come looking for you. So, I request that you take a role at Hogwarts once more, as the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, which has once again become vacant due to the unreliability of our last Professor. Please do not worry of Ministry trouble as I have their full trust on this matter.

I hope to be seeing you on September 1st!

Yours truly,

Albus Dumbledore.

Remus read the letter over and over again. He was being offered a job? It had been a long time since he had a job, due to the fact that he suffers lycanthropy.

Remus sat for a long time contemplating on the newspaper article and what the headmaster had written.

…because there is no reason that Sirius will not come looking for you.

Those words kept repeating themselves in his head. It wasn't that he was worried about his own well being, it's just that, in a small corner in his mind, Remus had to admit that he actually wanted to Sirius again. Just meet him once more. Remus shook the thought out of his head. 'Don't be stupid.' He scolded himself.

He grabbed his quill and parchment and wrote a quick reply to Dumbledore, saying he'd accept the job. He started to pack his things. He'd stay at the Leaky Cauldron until the new term would start. He needed to be as up to date as possible with any news of Sirius. Once all his things were packed, he apparated, back to the magical world.    

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A/N: Hi everybody! Hope you liked this chapter! It may seem kind of pointless but I needed to write it! Because…err…yeah…Remus needed a job! Well please review! You'd make my day!