(A/N) Ok here is the second chapter. Don't worry if you find this story a
bit weird most of my stories are like that. I forgot to disclaim in the
last one so here goes- I own none of these characters they are the property
of JK Rowling and Warner Brothers I am making no money off of this fic.
Blah blah blah. If you sue me you will get NOTHING cos I own NOTHING except
for a carton of raspberry calypso juice. God Bless you all.
Love Wildmoonflower.
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CHAPTER TWO: Summer Sunshine, Stones and Sand
Lucius loved to lie. He had always been good at it, since he was born. It was all he knew it was as simple as that. He lied when he was injured or in trouble. He lied about homework, he lied about his parents. He lied to Dumbledore, he lied to his friends. Sometimes he even lied to himself. He lied because he couldn't face the truth. Any truth, lies were much easier to handle. Lucius sighed and stared at his reflection in the mirror.
Pale he was, too pale it sometimes seemed. His eyes were wide and silver with an upwards tint at the edges which he had inherited from his mother. His hair was long and white-gold in colour falling straight down his back and then ending in delicate curls just at his waist. Normally he tied it back with a black of green ribbon. He was thin, too thin maybe? He prodded his nose which was fine and aristocratically pointed. Lucius frowned, his delicate mouth scrunching as he did so. Everything about him screamed 'Malfoy'. Lucius scowled and picked up his brush. Yanking it violently through his already silky hair he turned away from the offending mirror. When he was finished he tied his hair back using a silver ribbon for a change.
Setting his brush down Lucius flopped onto the bed. He still had about an hour before the first Hogsmeade trip of the year and he didn't want any breakfast, sleep appealed to him far more.
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Remus awoke feeling stiff and cold but at the same time strangely warm. He wriggled his fingers and felt something slimy. Opening his eyes he glanced about him. He was outside lying in the mud beside the lake. The storm had long ended and now the sun was casting a golden glow over everything in sight, making the blue waters of the lake shine and sparkle as they moved. Remus sighed, had he been out all night? Shaking his head he got to his feet gingerly trying to brush the mud off his jumper....his jumper! But it wasn't his jumper at all it was Lucius Malfoy's and Remus doubted that the pure-blooded Slytherin would appreciate getting it back in the state that it was in.
Remus pulled his wand out of his bag and waved it over himself muttering a spell to clear away any mud. This still left him damp though and Remus did not know any spells to dry himself. Luckily the sun's warm rays were already beginning to dry him and Remus smiled up at the sky. He loved the sun and hated the moon. The night held nothing but pain for him but the sun, sometimes it felt like the sun could melt it all away. But that's all it was, a feeling. It wasn't really true, it was a lie.
Slowly he made his way toward the school getting ready to return Lucius's jumper. Once inside the great stone building he made his way downstairs toward the dungeons. As he neared the Slytherin common room Remus remembered that he didn't know the password. Luckily at that moment Snape was walking out from behind the hidden door.
"What do you want Lupin?" Snape sneered, regarding the smaller boy with disdain.
"I have...well that is I came to see Malfoy. I have something of his."
Snape raised one this eyebrow the sneer deepened on his gaunt, sallow face. "What could you possibly have of his?" he asked looking at the boy with disgust.
Remus looked at him pleadingly, aware that his friends would be wondering where he was. "Please, just let me in!" he cried.
Rolling his obsidian eyes Snape whispered some hidden words to the stone gargoyle and the door in the wall slid open. Remus thanked him and stepped inside. "His room is up the stairs to the left. Just ignore the others if they try anything." Snape told him.
"Thanks." Remus said hesitantly. Snape shrugged as if embarrassed and then he walked down the hall, his cloak billowing behind him, leaving Remus alone. Squaring his shoulders Remus followed Snape's directions until he came to a small dark wooden door. He knocked twice and almost didn't hear the lazy drawl from inside telling him to come in. The room he entered was rather big and it was decorated with Slytherin banners. A large sofa sat before a roaring fire and upon the large four poster bed lay the slight figure of Lucius Malfoy.
As Remus entered Lucius sat up quickly, regarding the younger boy with vague interest. "What?" he asked.
"I...I came to return your jumper." Remus stammered nervously. He pointed to the said jumper which was still damp and, Remus realised, still on him.
"Really?" Lucius asked, raising his eyebrow. "And what do you plan on wearing after you've given it to me?" Remus blushed in embarrassment and Lucius smiled. "Keep it if you like," he said. "I have dozens."
"Thanks." Remus said wondering why Malfoy was being so nice to him, before he had always been mean and spiteful. But no that was wrong; Malfoy had been mean to Sirius and James. He had just ignored Remus.
"Are you going to Hogsmeade?" Lucius's silky voice cut through his train of thought. Hogsmeade! Remus sighed, he had forgotten about that. Sirius and James would be waiting for him.
"Yeah, I guess." Remus sighed. Lucius stood up and looked at him. Remus felt uncomfortable and looked away.
"I like the river in Hogsmeade." Lucius said. Remus looked up sharply; he had not expected him to say that. Lucius's silver eyes looked faraway as he said "There's this sandy bit, down by the oak trees which, when the sun shines on them cast everything in a warm green light. It's so...peaceful." Suddenly Lucius seemed to remember who was with him and he smirked, not so much at Remus but at himself. "Anyway," he said. "You'd better leave; Black and Potter will be waiting."
Remus nodded and left the room. Wandering through the corridors to the Great hall he thought of nothing except the strange look that had taken over Lucius's features as he had talked about the river. Lost in thought he didn't even notice when he bumped into a body decidedly taller than his own.
"Moony?" came the voice of Sirius and Remus glanced up to see that it was indeed his friend that he had bumped into. "Where have you been all night?" Sirius asked, concern marring his handsome features.
Remus shrugged "Nowhere." He mumbled.
James sighed "Seems everyone's going nowhere these days," he said. "But nobody ever goes somewhere."
"What are you on about Prongs?" Sirius asked him not taking his dark blue eyes off Remus for an instant. He was desperately worried about the little werewolf but he didn't know how to show it. If only Remus would confide in him. "Why can't you tell us Remus?" he asked pleadingly.
The smaller boy gazed at him with a pained look in his large eyes. "Because I can't Sirius that's all there is to it."
For a moment they stared at each other, amber staring into sapphire, neither backing down and then Peter, who was bored, said "Can we go now? Everyone else is leaving." Tearing his eyes away Sirius nodded and he joined James to walk down in front of Remus and Peter. The journey to Hogsmeade was uneventful, Remus was silent and Peter did not dare to ask questions. Peter was rather afraid of Remus, well, not Remus himself but the creature inside him. It terrified Peter to think that he slept in the same room as a werewolf every night.
A few paces behind, surrounded by a group of Slytherins walked Lucius Malfoy. Elegant as ever Lucius's silver eyes watched Remus like a hawk. He couldn't think why he wanted to help the Gryffindor, there was no sane reason that he could think of. It was just that somewhere some part of him felt that maybe; if he saved Remus then Remus would save him and Lucius desperately wanted to be saved.
Lucius looked up as he saw a white petal drift past him to the ground. They were walking through a gathering of white blossom trees. The petals drifted down around them, floating lazily in the hazy summer air and then, just as if time slowed down Remus glanced behind him and met Lucius's eyes. For a moment it seemed as though it was just them, surrounded by falling petals, all alone in the world. Then the moment ended and Remus smiled shyly before turning back to his friends. Confused, Lucius reached out to catch a petal, sniffing it he smiled, it smelt of vanilla.
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After they had been around all the necessary shops Remus, James, Sirius and Peter headed to the Three Broomsticks. Remus had bought nothing; he had simply walked around in a kind of daze not really thinking about anything. The others however had stocked up on fizzing whizzbees, chocolate frogs and the like. Once they had been seated in a quiet corner of the pub a small brunette waitress came over to take their order. Since Sirius was too busy fighting with Peter over a new 'limited edition' strawberry chocolate frog James took it upon himself to order four Butterbeers.
When the drinks had arrived and the strawberry frog had been eaten the light hearted conversation turned serious. Sirius, who was tired of waiting for answers from his honey haired friend turned to face him.
Remus, who had been sitting quietly up until that point idly playing with a lock of hair hanging in front of his eyes looked up in surprise.
"Is it, y'know....the 'thing'?" Sirius asked trying for what he thought was a sympathetic tone.
Remus bristled and glared at his friend, "What 'thing'?" he snapped. He knew perfectly well what Sirius was talking about but to hear that part of him described in such a way annoyed him to no end.
Sirius looked rather ashamed for a second, his blue eyes looking towards a silent James for support before turning back to Remus. "Sorry Remy I just didn't know if you would want me to mention it in, well in here with all these people round about."
Remus nodded, "It's alright Padfoot, sorry I snapped but frankly I don't think it's any of your business what my problem is." As soon as Remus finished speaking he knew he had said the wrong thing. Sirius's face took on a hurt look and his hand tightened around his butterbeer bottle. However it was James who spoke.
"Of course it's our business Remus," he said softly. "You are our friend, any problems you have affect us all whether you want them to or not."
Remus's amber eyes snapped over to meet James's honest brown ones. "Well," he choked. "I'm sorry for being such a burden to you all."
To James and Sirius's dismay Remus then proceeded to shove his chair back and practically run out of the pub leaving his untouched drink on the table. "Remus! I didn't mean it like that!" James shouted after his friend but it was no use, Remus had already disappeared. Sharing a look James and Sirius sighed simultaneously and took a long sip of their drinks.
"Maybe it's that time of the month?" Peter suggested. Sirius and James just stared at him.
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Remus was running, running past the crowds of students gathered in the streets who pointed at him as he moved. He didn't quite know where he was going but his feet seemed to be leading him somewhere anyway. With a small cry he finally collapsed on his knees on the ground. He felt like he was going to burst into a million different pieces. It was like there was a ticking time bomb inside him that he couldn't switch off and that one day would explode and there would be nothing left of him at all. With a gut wrenching sigh Remus buried his head in his hands. He wasn't really angry with James or Sirius he just, he had felt so claustrophobic and trapped in the pub and their constant questions did not help. He needed space but everywhere seemed to be crowded.
"Lupin?" said a hesitant upper class accent from behind him. Remus looked up to see Lucius standing behind him, loose strands of blond hair floating about his face in the summer breeze.
"Hello." Remus said quietly. Raising his golden eyebrows Lucius sat down on the sand next to the Gryffindor. It was then that Remus took a few moments to become aware of his surroundings. They were beside a clear crystal blue river which bubbled gently along making soft gurgling noises as it passed over the smooth rocks. They were sitting on a small sandy bank; the sand was golden in colour and was dotted here and there with small stones and leaves that had fallen from the oak trees overhead. "Hey," Remus said. "This is the place..."
"Yes." Lucius nodded smiling slightly. "Why did you come here?" he asked regarding Remus curiously.
Remus shrugged his shoulders and played with the sand at his feet letting the soft grains slide through his fingers and then picking them up again and repeating the motion. "I didn't mean to, I just needed some space."
Lucius nodded "Everyone needs space." He said before picking up a small, flat stone and walking over to the water's edge. With a small smirk meant only for himself he flung the stone watching in satisfaction as it skimmed across the clear blue water leaving a trail of circles in its wake before dropping beneath the surface, joining the other pebbles below.
"I love the sun." Remus said for no reason at all, it just seemed something he wanted to share with the Slytherin. Lucius regarded him for an instant before turning back to the water.
"What about the moon?" he asked.
Remus shook his head fervently "No." he whispered. "There is no beauty in the moon, no colours in the night."
"You're wrong." Lucius said simply before skimming another stone across the river.
Remus studied the boy standing a few meters in front of him. The oak trees were indeed casting a strange green light over everything in sight including Lucius. The boy standing before him, cast in a strange greenish glow seemed to want to listen. Not just listen to Remus but to everything. Remus wondered why he had ever been scared of such a boy. Dropping the sand that still remained in his slim hands Remus rose and walked slowly over to Lucius who handed him a small flat stone. "I can show you." Lucius said quietly.
"How to skim a pebble?" Remus asked, only half joking.
"I can show you the night." Lucius said. The night was where he truly belonged and Remus, however he said he felt about the moon seemed to Lucius to have some sort of connection with it as well.
"Alright." Remus said before throwing his stone into the river. It landed with a small plop and the two boys stood in silence, the green light playing over their skin. The sun shone heavily down on them and, caught by the lazy breeze a dozen emerald oak leaves drifted past them to sail down the glittering waters of the river.
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That night Lucius stared out of the window of his room. The moon complimented his features giving him a strange, ethereal look. The grounds of the castle were silent at night and Lucius cherished this silence. Noise was all well and good but sometimes silence said so much more. Resting his head against the cool glass Lucius sighed. Why was he being so nice to Lupin? Why was he letting the little honey haired boy see the side of him that no one was allowed to see? Why was he asking so many questions?
If there was one thing Lucius prided himself on it was his intelligence. He thought about everything, he never did anything before thinking it out before, so why was he rushing into 'something' with Lupin without even stopping to take a breath. Why was he letting some Gryffindor know his thoughts and see him unguarded and well as vulnerable as he could ever let himself get. Lucius had a fear of people, he couldn't trust them. He didn't keep close friends because he didn't believe in companionship it was 'every man for himself' in a 'dog eat dog world' according to his father and never had Lucius been inclined to disagree.
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"Why won't you talk to us Moony?" Sirius cried desperately as the small, pale figure of his shy friend slipped into bed and drew the red hangings preventing any further conversation with Sirius.
In anger Sirius slammed his fist against his own bedpost before regretting his action. Remus had come back to Hogwarts two hours late and had not even offered them an explanation. He had taken at least a two hour long shower before getting ready for bed which was when Sirius had cornered him. All he had wanted was some sort of answer, just something. He wanted to know that Remus was alright but more importantly he wanted to help him, and how could he do that is Remus was intent on pushing him away?
Meanwhile Remus let his eyelids finally slide over his amber eyes and he fell, almost relieved into a deep sleep.
In his dream Remus found himself standing at the edge of a lake. The sun was beating down on him and the water was lapping gently at his bare feet. Over at the other side of the lake it was night time but Remus did not find this strange. It seemed natural as did the snow which was gently drifting down on both sides of the lake. Opening his mouth Remus caught a snowflake on his tongue. It melted instantly the water trickling down the back of his throat. Just then something caught his eye. It was Lucius, walking over the water from the dark side of the lake towards him dressed in silver trimmed midnight robes. Remus smiled up at the approaching figure hesitantly and Lucius smiled back. Reaching out a pale arm he pulled Remus up onto the water and together they walked back toward the dark side until they were swallowed up by the falling snow.
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End of chapter two.
(A/N) so how was it? Please review it helps me to continue with the story if I know people are reading it and I do appreciate all your comments since I'm fairly new at this whole thing. Thanks to all those who did review the first chapter. I know I said this would be longer and it is, a little bit. The chapters will probably get longer as the story progresses.
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CHAPTER TWO: Summer Sunshine, Stones and Sand
Lucius loved to lie. He had always been good at it, since he was born. It was all he knew it was as simple as that. He lied when he was injured or in trouble. He lied about homework, he lied about his parents. He lied to Dumbledore, he lied to his friends. Sometimes he even lied to himself. He lied because he couldn't face the truth. Any truth, lies were much easier to handle. Lucius sighed and stared at his reflection in the mirror.
Pale he was, too pale it sometimes seemed. His eyes were wide and silver with an upwards tint at the edges which he had inherited from his mother. His hair was long and white-gold in colour falling straight down his back and then ending in delicate curls just at his waist. Normally he tied it back with a black of green ribbon. He was thin, too thin maybe? He prodded his nose which was fine and aristocratically pointed. Lucius frowned, his delicate mouth scrunching as he did so. Everything about him screamed 'Malfoy'. Lucius scowled and picked up his brush. Yanking it violently through his already silky hair he turned away from the offending mirror. When he was finished he tied his hair back using a silver ribbon for a change.
Setting his brush down Lucius flopped onto the bed. He still had about an hour before the first Hogsmeade trip of the year and he didn't want any breakfast, sleep appealed to him far more.
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Remus awoke feeling stiff and cold but at the same time strangely warm. He wriggled his fingers and felt something slimy. Opening his eyes he glanced about him. He was outside lying in the mud beside the lake. The storm had long ended and now the sun was casting a golden glow over everything in sight, making the blue waters of the lake shine and sparkle as they moved. Remus sighed, had he been out all night? Shaking his head he got to his feet gingerly trying to brush the mud off his jumper....his jumper! But it wasn't his jumper at all it was Lucius Malfoy's and Remus doubted that the pure-blooded Slytherin would appreciate getting it back in the state that it was in.
Remus pulled his wand out of his bag and waved it over himself muttering a spell to clear away any mud. This still left him damp though and Remus did not know any spells to dry himself. Luckily the sun's warm rays were already beginning to dry him and Remus smiled up at the sky. He loved the sun and hated the moon. The night held nothing but pain for him but the sun, sometimes it felt like the sun could melt it all away. But that's all it was, a feeling. It wasn't really true, it was a lie.
Slowly he made his way toward the school getting ready to return Lucius's jumper. Once inside the great stone building he made his way downstairs toward the dungeons. As he neared the Slytherin common room Remus remembered that he didn't know the password. Luckily at that moment Snape was walking out from behind the hidden door.
"What do you want Lupin?" Snape sneered, regarding the smaller boy with disdain.
"I have...well that is I came to see Malfoy. I have something of his."
Snape raised one this eyebrow the sneer deepened on his gaunt, sallow face. "What could you possibly have of his?" he asked looking at the boy with disgust.
Remus looked at him pleadingly, aware that his friends would be wondering where he was. "Please, just let me in!" he cried.
Rolling his obsidian eyes Snape whispered some hidden words to the stone gargoyle and the door in the wall slid open. Remus thanked him and stepped inside. "His room is up the stairs to the left. Just ignore the others if they try anything." Snape told him.
"Thanks." Remus said hesitantly. Snape shrugged as if embarrassed and then he walked down the hall, his cloak billowing behind him, leaving Remus alone. Squaring his shoulders Remus followed Snape's directions until he came to a small dark wooden door. He knocked twice and almost didn't hear the lazy drawl from inside telling him to come in. The room he entered was rather big and it was decorated with Slytherin banners. A large sofa sat before a roaring fire and upon the large four poster bed lay the slight figure of Lucius Malfoy.
As Remus entered Lucius sat up quickly, regarding the younger boy with vague interest. "What?" he asked.
"I...I came to return your jumper." Remus stammered nervously. He pointed to the said jumper which was still damp and, Remus realised, still on him.
"Really?" Lucius asked, raising his eyebrow. "And what do you plan on wearing after you've given it to me?" Remus blushed in embarrassment and Lucius smiled. "Keep it if you like," he said. "I have dozens."
"Thanks." Remus said wondering why Malfoy was being so nice to him, before he had always been mean and spiteful. But no that was wrong; Malfoy had been mean to Sirius and James. He had just ignored Remus.
"Are you going to Hogsmeade?" Lucius's silky voice cut through his train of thought. Hogsmeade! Remus sighed, he had forgotten about that. Sirius and James would be waiting for him.
"Yeah, I guess." Remus sighed. Lucius stood up and looked at him. Remus felt uncomfortable and looked away.
"I like the river in Hogsmeade." Lucius said. Remus looked up sharply; he had not expected him to say that. Lucius's silver eyes looked faraway as he said "There's this sandy bit, down by the oak trees which, when the sun shines on them cast everything in a warm green light. It's so...peaceful." Suddenly Lucius seemed to remember who was with him and he smirked, not so much at Remus but at himself. "Anyway," he said. "You'd better leave; Black and Potter will be waiting."
Remus nodded and left the room. Wandering through the corridors to the Great hall he thought of nothing except the strange look that had taken over Lucius's features as he had talked about the river. Lost in thought he didn't even notice when he bumped into a body decidedly taller than his own.
"Moony?" came the voice of Sirius and Remus glanced up to see that it was indeed his friend that he had bumped into. "Where have you been all night?" Sirius asked, concern marring his handsome features.
Remus shrugged "Nowhere." He mumbled.
James sighed "Seems everyone's going nowhere these days," he said. "But nobody ever goes somewhere."
"What are you on about Prongs?" Sirius asked him not taking his dark blue eyes off Remus for an instant. He was desperately worried about the little werewolf but he didn't know how to show it. If only Remus would confide in him. "Why can't you tell us Remus?" he asked pleadingly.
The smaller boy gazed at him with a pained look in his large eyes. "Because I can't Sirius that's all there is to it."
For a moment they stared at each other, amber staring into sapphire, neither backing down and then Peter, who was bored, said "Can we go now? Everyone else is leaving." Tearing his eyes away Sirius nodded and he joined James to walk down in front of Remus and Peter. The journey to Hogsmeade was uneventful, Remus was silent and Peter did not dare to ask questions. Peter was rather afraid of Remus, well, not Remus himself but the creature inside him. It terrified Peter to think that he slept in the same room as a werewolf every night.
A few paces behind, surrounded by a group of Slytherins walked Lucius Malfoy. Elegant as ever Lucius's silver eyes watched Remus like a hawk. He couldn't think why he wanted to help the Gryffindor, there was no sane reason that he could think of. It was just that somewhere some part of him felt that maybe; if he saved Remus then Remus would save him and Lucius desperately wanted to be saved.
Lucius looked up as he saw a white petal drift past him to the ground. They were walking through a gathering of white blossom trees. The petals drifted down around them, floating lazily in the hazy summer air and then, just as if time slowed down Remus glanced behind him and met Lucius's eyes. For a moment it seemed as though it was just them, surrounded by falling petals, all alone in the world. Then the moment ended and Remus smiled shyly before turning back to his friends. Confused, Lucius reached out to catch a petal, sniffing it he smiled, it smelt of vanilla.
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After they had been around all the necessary shops Remus, James, Sirius and Peter headed to the Three Broomsticks. Remus had bought nothing; he had simply walked around in a kind of daze not really thinking about anything. The others however had stocked up on fizzing whizzbees, chocolate frogs and the like. Once they had been seated in a quiet corner of the pub a small brunette waitress came over to take their order. Since Sirius was too busy fighting with Peter over a new 'limited edition' strawberry chocolate frog James took it upon himself to order four Butterbeers.
When the drinks had arrived and the strawberry frog had been eaten the light hearted conversation turned serious. Sirius, who was tired of waiting for answers from his honey haired friend turned to face him.
Remus, who had been sitting quietly up until that point idly playing with a lock of hair hanging in front of his eyes looked up in surprise.
"Is it, y'know....the 'thing'?" Sirius asked trying for what he thought was a sympathetic tone.
Remus bristled and glared at his friend, "What 'thing'?" he snapped. He knew perfectly well what Sirius was talking about but to hear that part of him described in such a way annoyed him to no end.
Sirius looked rather ashamed for a second, his blue eyes looking towards a silent James for support before turning back to Remus. "Sorry Remy I just didn't know if you would want me to mention it in, well in here with all these people round about."
Remus nodded, "It's alright Padfoot, sorry I snapped but frankly I don't think it's any of your business what my problem is." As soon as Remus finished speaking he knew he had said the wrong thing. Sirius's face took on a hurt look and his hand tightened around his butterbeer bottle. However it was James who spoke.
"Of course it's our business Remus," he said softly. "You are our friend, any problems you have affect us all whether you want them to or not."
Remus's amber eyes snapped over to meet James's honest brown ones. "Well," he choked. "I'm sorry for being such a burden to you all."
To James and Sirius's dismay Remus then proceeded to shove his chair back and practically run out of the pub leaving his untouched drink on the table. "Remus! I didn't mean it like that!" James shouted after his friend but it was no use, Remus had already disappeared. Sharing a look James and Sirius sighed simultaneously and took a long sip of their drinks.
"Maybe it's that time of the month?" Peter suggested. Sirius and James just stared at him.
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Remus was running, running past the crowds of students gathered in the streets who pointed at him as he moved. He didn't quite know where he was going but his feet seemed to be leading him somewhere anyway. With a small cry he finally collapsed on his knees on the ground. He felt like he was going to burst into a million different pieces. It was like there was a ticking time bomb inside him that he couldn't switch off and that one day would explode and there would be nothing left of him at all. With a gut wrenching sigh Remus buried his head in his hands. He wasn't really angry with James or Sirius he just, he had felt so claustrophobic and trapped in the pub and their constant questions did not help. He needed space but everywhere seemed to be crowded.
"Lupin?" said a hesitant upper class accent from behind him. Remus looked up to see Lucius standing behind him, loose strands of blond hair floating about his face in the summer breeze.
"Hello." Remus said quietly. Raising his golden eyebrows Lucius sat down on the sand next to the Gryffindor. It was then that Remus took a few moments to become aware of his surroundings. They were beside a clear crystal blue river which bubbled gently along making soft gurgling noises as it passed over the smooth rocks. They were sitting on a small sandy bank; the sand was golden in colour and was dotted here and there with small stones and leaves that had fallen from the oak trees overhead. "Hey," Remus said. "This is the place..."
"Yes." Lucius nodded smiling slightly. "Why did you come here?" he asked regarding Remus curiously.
Remus shrugged his shoulders and played with the sand at his feet letting the soft grains slide through his fingers and then picking them up again and repeating the motion. "I didn't mean to, I just needed some space."
Lucius nodded "Everyone needs space." He said before picking up a small, flat stone and walking over to the water's edge. With a small smirk meant only for himself he flung the stone watching in satisfaction as it skimmed across the clear blue water leaving a trail of circles in its wake before dropping beneath the surface, joining the other pebbles below.
"I love the sun." Remus said for no reason at all, it just seemed something he wanted to share with the Slytherin. Lucius regarded him for an instant before turning back to the water.
"What about the moon?" he asked.
Remus shook his head fervently "No." he whispered. "There is no beauty in the moon, no colours in the night."
"You're wrong." Lucius said simply before skimming another stone across the river.
Remus studied the boy standing a few meters in front of him. The oak trees were indeed casting a strange green light over everything in sight including Lucius. The boy standing before him, cast in a strange greenish glow seemed to want to listen. Not just listen to Remus but to everything. Remus wondered why he had ever been scared of such a boy. Dropping the sand that still remained in his slim hands Remus rose and walked slowly over to Lucius who handed him a small flat stone. "I can show you." Lucius said quietly.
"How to skim a pebble?" Remus asked, only half joking.
"I can show you the night." Lucius said. The night was where he truly belonged and Remus, however he said he felt about the moon seemed to Lucius to have some sort of connection with it as well.
"Alright." Remus said before throwing his stone into the river. It landed with a small plop and the two boys stood in silence, the green light playing over their skin. The sun shone heavily down on them and, caught by the lazy breeze a dozen emerald oak leaves drifted past them to sail down the glittering waters of the river.
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That night Lucius stared out of the window of his room. The moon complimented his features giving him a strange, ethereal look. The grounds of the castle were silent at night and Lucius cherished this silence. Noise was all well and good but sometimes silence said so much more. Resting his head against the cool glass Lucius sighed. Why was he being so nice to Lupin? Why was he letting the little honey haired boy see the side of him that no one was allowed to see? Why was he asking so many questions?
If there was one thing Lucius prided himself on it was his intelligence. He thought about everything, he never did anything before thinking it out before, so why was he rushing into 'something' with Lupin without even stopping to take a breath. Why was he letting some Gryffindor know his thoughts and see him unguarded and well as vulnerable as he could ever let himself get. Lucius had a fear of people, he couldn't trust them. He didn't keep close friends because he didn't believe in companionship it was 'every man for himself' in a 'dog eat dog world' according to his father and never had Lucius been inclined to disagree.
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"Why won't you talk to us Moony?" Sirius cried desperately as the small, pale figure of his shy friend slipped into bed and drew the red hangings preventing any further conversation with Sirius.
In anger Sirius slammed his fist against his own bedpost before regretting his action. Remus had come back to Hogwarts two hours late and had not even offered them an explanation. He had taken at least a two hour long shower before getting ready for bed which was when Sirius had cornered him. All he had wanted was some sort of answer, just something. He wanted to know that Remus was alright but more importantly he wanted to help him, and how could he do that is Remus was intent on pushing him away?
Meanwhile Remus let his eyelids finally slide over his amber eyes and he fell, almost relieved into a deep sleep.
In his dream Remus found himself standing at the edge of a lake. The sun was beating down on him and the water was lapping gently at his bare feet. Over at the other side of the lake it was night time but Remus did not find this strange. It seemed natural as did the snow which was gently drifting down on both sides of the lake. Opening his mouth Remus caught a snowflake on his tongue. It melted instantly the water trickling down the back of his throat. Just then something caught his eye. It was Lucius, walking over the water from the dark side of the lake towards him dressed in silver trimmed midnight robes. Remus smiled up at the approaching figure hesitantly and Lucius smiled back. Reaching out a pale arm he pulled Remus up onto the water and together they walked back toward the dark side until they were swallowed up by the falling snow.
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End of chapter two.
(A/N) so how was it? Please review it helps me to continue with the story if I know people are reading it and I do appreciate all your comments since I'm fairly new at this whole thing. Thanks to all those who did review the first chapter. I know I said this would be longer and it is, a little bit. The chapters will probably get longer as the story progresses.