Three days later Harry wasent sure if he had made the right desision about, well, about anything. Did Mrs. Weasly still value him as a son? If so why hadent she written? For that matter, why had no one at all written? He tried to think why, got bored and instead he tried to think of out of all the people he knew who he would like to see most at the minute.

Well. That was easy. Sirius ,of course. He tried to think of all the people who were alive. Hermione? No. She would try to comfort him when she coulden't understand. Not really. Ron? Nah, same reason.

Mrs. Weasly? Well... no. He would keep going over the fight between her and Sirius in his head and he knew that that would make him resentful tward her. Who then? Someone in as much pain as him, or more, he wasent picky. Then the answer hit him like a ton of the Weasly's fireworks.

Remus Lupin. Good God Harry was being selfish. He knew that no matter how bad he felt, Lupin had it as bad. He was probably going through hell right now.

First he has four fabulous friends. Then in an instant he learns that three of them are dead because of the fourth. Then, after thirteen years. Thirteen years he learnd that Peter was alive and had betrayed them all and that Sirius was completly innocent. Then they had a mere two years together in a horrible old house that caused Sirius to go a little insane.

However, Sirius was just Lupin's best friend. To Harry, Sirius was the father he had never had. "It's not fair!" he yelled, causing an answering shout of annoyance to reflect back at him from the T.V. room.

Now that he thought about it, he wondered which one of them -Sirius and Remus- had had it worse. Sirius was in Azkaban it's true but he at least knew.

He knew that Peter was guilty and that he was innocent. Remus however had no way of knowing. He spent those years doing who-knows-what and thinking that a man he had known since school betrayed them all. The more Harry mused, the more his resolve to send Remus a letter strengthened. The only question was what would he say?

Dear Remus Lupin,

I have been thinking a lot lately. I have probably been thinking more in the past few days then in all last year. Sirius mentioned you a lot. Well, at least more than he mentions anyone else. You were living with him in that awful house and I think you know him best.

Well, better than anyone alive right now. I know this is probably really rude and I know it would be painful, but I was wondering if you would talk to me about him for a bit? Even a letter of any kind, about him or not, would be wonderful. No one else writes to me right now.

Does anyone write you? I'm sorry, I am getting awfully personal arent I? Still being rude probably. Hermione would know what to say. She always knows what to say and is not afraid to say it and Ron always knows what not to say. They balence eachother out.

Well, Ron doesnt know about girls but what guy does? I don't know what else to say to you exept that you were always my favorite defence against the dark arts teacher and over the past year I have really gotten to like you outside of Hogwarts. Please write back?

Harry

Well. That would have to do. He was tired, and he needed to start on that potions assinment. He decicded to wait a bit on the assinment, after all, he had just had a death!

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Grrrr... Harry is an asshole.

The next update will take a bit longer, I dislike the third chapter so I am going to start from scratch on that one. Also--- I'm looking for a Beta. Anyone know of one? Thanks!