Disclaimer: I own no characters or anything apart from Wynter and the Faryloo! I made it up! :P

'I Am Always There For You'

Lunch was highly entertaining that day, much due to the selection of 'Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes' that Fred and George had sent Ron. Wynter had just entered the great hall and sat herself next to Harry at the Gryffindor table when Ron let go a Faryloo (a small sparkling fairy that when fluttering around you being delicate suddenly bursts into a million pieces of glittering confetti)

"Oh really, Ron! Do you have to let those go during lunch. I didn't ask for chicken salad with confetti on the side" Scowled Hermione, removing tiny fragments of the exploded Faryloo from her salad.

Ron simply chose to ignore Hermione, drawing his attention to Wynter who had now tucked eagerly into her lunch, setting her new book beside her on the table.

"Afternoon, Wynter!" Exclaimed Ron whilst setting a last Faryloo free. "What was Lupin wanting then?"

Finishing off a mouthful of her lunch, Wynter motioned to the violet book that lay beside her goblet.

"He wanted to give me this" She set her fork and knife down and lifted the book, opening it expecting to find the introductory page but instead found a sheet of parchment addressed to her. It was clearly Remus' writing, messy with very elaborate curves. In mild surprise, Wynter hastily slammed the book back shut in hope that others would not be able to glance upon the letter's content – unsure herself about the subject of the letter. Hermione and Harry though had both seemed to notice, but didn't mention on account of Wynter's actions.

"Oh yeah, I remember you reading that book and not being able to tear your eyes away from it" Harry broke the short, uncomfortable silence. "You're turning out like Hermione!"

Hermione scoffed disapprovingly, returning to finish off her salad. Ron suppressed a laugh by quickly downing the remaining contents of his goblet.

"Yeah, maybe I am" An amused smile spread across the young Wynter's face.

Lunch passed without any further disruption from Ron's rapidly de-pleating stock of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Much to Hermione's delight.

All throughout lunch, Wynter was itching to read the letter, which Lupin had left for her. But didn't particularly wish to have company – especially that of the ever-inquisitive Ron.

Wynter continued her desire to read the letter during double History of Magic. She wasn't alone in her wish to be doing something else either.

History of magic eventually ended, leaving them free for the weekend. Hogsmeade weekend.

Conversation of where everyone was going and what they were buying was already in full swing throughout the Gryffindor common room.

But Wynter was not part of any of the Hogsmeade conversations; she had decided this weekend to stay at Hogwarts. The novelty had slightly worn off for her but mainly she had the largest amount of homework imaginable. As did Ron and Harry (Hermione had of course finished hers days ago) but they had disillusioned themselves into thinking they could easily muster up three essays, two rolls of parchment each in the few hours that Sunday held.

The common room's occupants slowly dispersed to their beds as the day drew to a close. Finding it was only herself, Ron and Harry left in the common room (Hermione had left early, complaining of a throbbing headache 'obviously' brought on by Ron's continuous demonstration of his brothers' products) Wynter found the perfect opportunity to read her letter from Lupin… Ron and Harry were arguing avidly about the latest Quidditch teams so Wynter slipped silently to a large burgundy seat beside the window and settled down with the leather bound book and the letter in question.

Wynter felt a slight wave of anticipation flush over her as delicate fingers pried the parchment from the book. Gripping the letter with moist fingertips, she began to read…

Wynter,

I thought I'd write a letter for you to accompany my gift .I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did. It's very informative and contains everything –and more- that you will need for next years N.E.W.T.'s. I am completely confident in your wonderful progress in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and I am expecting your grade to be nothing less that Outstanding! But if you do ever have any trouble-with D.A.D.A or anything else- you know I am always there for you... Apart from when it is the full moon of course! And you don't have to worry about that for another month now, I'm still feeling rather slightly unwell from the other night. But much thanks to the Wolfsbane potion, it is nowhere near as worse as how I used to feel. Oh look at me, I'm rambling! Well, I better leave you to it and not bore you with my trivial ramblings.

Happy reading, and take care, Wynter…

-Remus

'I am always there for you…' Gleaming eyes returned to that line, lingering, re-reading… No, he couldn't possibly mean it like that, mused Wynter inwardly. How could he? Remus was her Professor, a werewolf of all things and not to forget he was almost twenty years her senior… But what reason was explanation for his perilous cross from teacher to more?

Shaking her head slightly, Wynter dismissed her absurd notion, deciding to ponder no more about what was obviously her imagination working overtime. It was late, she was tired, wild ideas entered one's head under said conditions.

"Wonderful progress? Nothing less than Outstanding! Hmph"

Wynter leapt from her seat, reaching to seize her wand before realizing Ron and Harry had crept behind her seat and were reading the letter from over her shoulder.

"Ron! Could you please not read my private things!" Hissed Wynter, rolling up the parchment and placing it back into her bag along with the book.

"Well you should keep it more private then and not in full view to us!" Ron protested vigorous as ever.

"I think I agree with Ron, Wynter. It's just too tempting!"

No matter what Harry said, or how hard he tried to hide it you could always sense his sorrow through his words…You could clearly see it in his eyes. They no longer held their stunning emerald hue, but were awash with a morose gray…

Wynter paused as she met Harry's eyes, silently pitying him before giving her best scowl in reply to his comment of support for Ron.

"Hmph. I certainly don't appreciate it, and I hope you don't disclose the contents of this letter to the whole of Gryffindor! Or even the fact that it exists, Ron" Wynter turned her head sharply towards the red hared boy, finding he was only half listening – too intent on making himself comfortable in the burgundy chair.

"Don't worry Wynter, we, well I wont" Harry's words were half disguised by a hearty yawn, signaling his proposed departure for bed.

"Why'd you want to keep it so secret anyway? It's only old Lupin, everyone knows we're friends with him" Questioned Ron, reluctantly standing up from the burgundy chair.

Of course, it was no secret that Harry, Ron, Hermione and Wynter were more friendly with Lupin than most of the other students at Hogwarts (Wynter, out of the four knew him less than the others. She only visited twelve Grimmauld Place to see her sister who was part of the Order, unlike the others who lived there during the holidays) but she still didn't feel comfortable with others finding out the attention Lupin was paying her – especially when the others consisted of people such as Malfoy…

"Because I don't want any more unwanted attention directed towards Remus, he's been through enough already…" Never letting her eyes falter their gaze on Ron, Wynter let her words leave on a gentle lull.

"Fair point I suppose, especially with jerks around like Malfoy. He'd have a field day" Ron found himself yawning in addition to Harry's. Deciding they should get at least a few hours sleep before their trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow, Harry and Ron departed Wynter's company and headed for their dorm.

"Good night, Harry, Ron. Have a good day tomorrow" Called Wynter after their good-byes.

She too thought it best to get a decent nights sleep before tackling her six parchments worth of homework tomorrow… Bag in tow, she began to ascend the winding staircase, eventually reaching the grand sleeping quarters for the sixth years.

Wynter withdrew the 'Light Banishing The Dark' book Professor Lupin had given her that evening, placing it on her four poster bed before setting the bag on the floor. After changing into her nightshirt, Wynter crept silently onto her bed, drawing the curtains around her.

Finding she was still wide-awake and had no notion of going to sleep, Wynter drew the violet book from the end of her bed. Mouth forming a gentle smile as fingers once again traced the refined lettering.

"Lumos" She muttered under her breath causing her wand to create a gleaming light to aid with her reading. And upon acquiring her desired position on the bed, Wynter began to busy herself in the animated displays of counter jinxes and detailed accounts of Auror's past and present well into the early hours of Saturday morning…

][ This chapter was really boring, sorry! Lol But I wanted to get some more interaction with Harry, Hermione and Ron. And a little bit of Wynter's thoughts and feelings too. ^.^! Chapter 3 is coming soon!! R&R much loved and appreciated, thanks ][