Again this was all started in a new story, but I thought it would be best to just continue from the other story. The next chapter will be a new one to those who have already read these two parts.

A/N: I'm flattered at y'all's response to this. As such I have to do the honors of thanking my co-worker but more importantly my friend Miss labyrinth1119, she is partly to blame for this sequel that many people wanted at the end of the last version; she's been an inspiration if you will, because no one has ever been so eager to talk about character development and story lines and anything Harry Potter related as she. Please let me plug her writing here as well (trust me when I say this chick'a can write a mean story, read her stuff). And I have to say cornflake – er – oh nevermind.... I also must thank all my reviewers as well, for you are also my inspiration. One more little note, I took into consideration the request that Hermione revisit her role as third person narrator; well I've decided to accept a third person narrator but I wanted to give another character a shot at it…a person that the journal switched hands at the end of the last story. With that said, I have to say this story flies from the end of the alternate ending (I hope that doesn't disappoint anyone). Anyhow, thanks for reading and please review. :-) :::Jo:::

Chapter 2: Disagreements

Bethany pulled her hands out from Remus's and she turned but all she caught was the back of Severus's robes.

It's amazing how fast things change, I can't even begin to explain what I was feeling.

"Well," Remus raised his chin to Bethany when she turned back to him, "I'm not entirely sure how I should take that. You spout the ideas that one friendship doesn't affect the other, but then you don't live it out."

"I fought off Narcissa, didn't I?" Bethany said plainly.

Remus raised a questioning eyebrow, and that brief facial gesture said all he meant.

"Remus," Bethany caught him by the arm as he turned to go.

"Bethany," Remus shook his head. He paused as if pondering where to begin, if at all.

Bethany didn't give him a chance, "You haven't been the most honest individual with me Remus, don't put yourself in a compromising position you might regret." Her conviction was that of a threat.

"I have my reasons Bethany, I dare say they are more cause worthy than your fear of offending Severus."

"Fear?" Bethany cocked her head offensively. "Clearly I've already offended him."

"Something you think you can remedy?" Remus asked.

"Are you saying I'm staying here because I think I can patch this friendship and I can't repair my relationship with Sev?"

Again, Remus raised an eyebrow.

"You surprise me Remus, if I weren't distracted I'd nearly say I think you're jealous." Bethany frowned.

At this Remus did take a step back. He eyed her cautiously, "Maybe I am."

Now Bethany looked confused.

"You hold your relationship with Severus in such high regard you're willing to anger Sirius and James over it, like that little display in the library on Monday; yet you won't admit to him that you are friends with me. Yes," Remus nodded, "I would definitely say I'm envious."

"I'm fine," Bethany said.

"What?" Remus asked.

"Your original intention was to know if I was well…really well." Bethany brushed her forearm, "besides a few cuts I think I'm alright."

"Bethany," Remus wasn't going to let up, "you even went to Hogsmeade with him."

Bethany's brow furrowed and her cheeks flushed, "Yes I did! And you know why I went to Hogsmeade with him, yes because he's my friend, but despite that, because you told me you weren't going!" Bethany paused and now confusion developed over Remus's face. "Yes Remus, you! Not Sirius, not James, certainly not Peter and definitely not Severus…YOU! I wanted to go with you, no one else. You can imagine my feeling when I found out you were there despite what you'd told me since I wanted nothing more than for us to go to Madam Puddifoot's, to walk up and down the streets, to shop, and just to be together. And contrary to what you've developed in your mind about my response to you, I wouldn't have cared what all of Hogwarts or that cocky Lucius Malfoy and his crowd would have to say about us drinking tea and chatting over cookies." Bethany turned and did her best mingle into the crowd.

"Wow," Sirius stepped next to Remus who was staring absently at where Bethany went. "Good show," Sirius clapped. "Brilliant performance, I especially liked the part where you just stood there." Sirius looked at Remus sternly, "Why are you still here?"

"I can't go after her now," Remus argued nervously.

Sirius rolled his eyes annoyed, "Fine you stand here like a dumb git, I'll go after her. Just know mate you've probably messed it all up."

"You knew she wanted…wanted…to go with me?" Remus said.

"Oh yeah," Sirius nodded as if it were common knowledge. "She's had it bad for you for a long while."

I don't know why he said that, or if he even really knew that was the case; nevertheless Sirius never fails to amaze me. He wasn't going to find me, no one was, but that doesn't mean I didn't want to watch Remus for a little while longer. I waited for Sirius to head off looking for me, and then for Remus to turn back to where Lily had went, and then for the Quidditch Pitch to empty out. I couldn't go back to my house, I'd be the talk of the common room; something I've never had to worry about in the past and really didn't want to have to start worrying about now. It was dark by the time I snuck out from under the bleachers.

The grass was soft when Bethany laid flat on the Pitch, looking skyward at the clusters of stars. The night was crisp and clear, she admired the moon; it was waning, nearly to half.

"Nice night."

Bethany nearly leapt from her skin at hearing a pleasant voice she wasn't expecting. She bolted up and twisted to see Professor Dumbledore standing behind her. "Oh Professor, I didn't hear you."

"I like looking at the stars. Quite a match, wasn't it." His eyes danced on the starlight.

"Yes," Bethany nodded, "quite a match all right."

"Why aren't you celebrating with your friends? I thought you were close with James Potter."

"I…I…" Bethany flopped back onto the grass, "I don't know."

"Still confused Miss Spence?"

"Always, does it ever go away Professor?"

"Certainly not," Dumbledore chuckled.

"Professor?"

"Yes."

"Am I going to be in trouble for being on the grounds after dark?" Bethany sat up again and cranked her neck around to look at Dumbledore.

The old man smiled, "Well you, nor Severus Snape, got in any kind of trouble last Friday when you were out on the grounds after hours."

Bethany stuttered, but chose to giggle in response; and she wondered stupidly how she could have ever thought anything would pass by Professor Dumbledore unnoticed; especially something that landed a student in the hospital wing with a really nasty looking dog bite.

"Go back up to the school now Bethany," Dumbledore told her gently. "Celebrate."

Bethany climbed to her feet and dusted off her robes. "Thanks Professor. Good night."

"Oh and Bethany-"

She paused and turned back to Dumbledore.

"It's very dangerous to be on the grounds at night alone, these are dark times…I wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

Bethany nodded and with that she left.

I was thankful for Dumbledore, he always seemed to know how to be in the right place at the right time. I love his way of telling you not to do something without saying don't do it; he has a gift of manipulating his students into doing what he wants without 'telling' us. I just wish he had given me some advice on how to deal with my house mates. My house mates and their ridicule was going to be the last of my worries when dawn came.

Remus turned the page slowly. He knew what was coming next and he knew it wasn't going to be pretty. He never realized how much Bethany had to say about everything when they were students at Hogwarts, nor did he ever understand exactly how much he really meant to her. Her words sounded the same, her tone was the woman he remembered and loved. Everyone was conflicted as an adolescent and his wife was no exception to that rule.