A/N hello

Sam - hiiiiiiiii!!!

Miandre - (sighs) i was wondering when you were going to turn up..

Sam - really? How interesting...

Miandre - because you always like to crash my fics....

Sam - too right i do when are you going to write MY story!!! Ha? Ha? When when when!! (stamps foot)

Miandre - ahh!!! Go away!!! (shoves Sam back into other fic) dont mind her.. she crawled out of my stargate story when i wasn't looking... (glares)

Yes anyhow... yayayay!!! I got 2 more reviews!!! (dances around) even though one was from one of my best friends... hehe hi Happy!!!!

GringottsVault711 - thankyou once again :)

Happy Snakes Rule - hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!! Umm.. yeh i guess i could put you in it somewhere.... (thinks) well, Miandre's going to eventually come to england.. no duh... so... maybe you can come and visit her

Just a note, Miandre is pronounced my-AN-drey not MY-an-drey or mee-AN-drey.. just to let you know :)

Umm. Also another thing... it was storming as i was writing the first chapter so i wrote that in.. without realising that remus was on summer holidays.. and it usually storms in winter in england... (i know, i used to live there ) but here in australia it storms in summer so... (gotta love them tropics) just if you thought that was a little odd..

Chapter 3 - Dear Remus

Remus woke up the next morning to find his door unlocked. He stared at it in amazement for a few minutes, trying to determine whether he was still dreaming or not. After pinching himself several times, he clasped the handle and turned it, opening the door. The first thing he saw was the long narrow staircase, winding down to the rest of the house. Remus walked down quietly, step by step, in case his father was downstairs. When he reached the bottom, he found the living room to be empty. He walked across into the kitchen, also empty, and opened the fridge, searching for food.

After double checking that his father wasn't in the house, he settled on a boiled egg and toast, trying to remember how long it had been since he ate cooked food.

"Two weeks." He muttered. "2 long weeks." While his egg was cooking, Remus set out trying to find things that would make the last four weeks of the holidays slightly bearable. First he visited his old room and collected a stack of books to read, then he rounded up as much packaged food that he could find that wouldn't be missed, and his them under his bed in the attic room. By this time his egg was boiling, so he sat down at the table to eat it, and read a newspaper that was lying there.

When he'd finished his egg, he cleaned up everything as best he could, then made a last check of anything he might need. Suddenly he had an idea, and ran into a small room at the back of the house, searching through one on the cupboards in there. He rummaged through several layers of old camping gear before finding what he was looking for, a long, thick rope.

"This could be useful." He observed. Suddenly there was a roar as a car pulled up in the driveway. Jumping violently, Remus slammed the door of the cupboard shut, and scurried back up the stairs. As he ran, he was struck by a thought. Rushing back down again, he slipped into his fathers room, and searched through the desk that had belonged to his mother. There was a jingle of keys, as his father opened the front door, and Remus turned and fled, running silently up the stairs. He tripped on the last one, and went flying into his room, smashing into the bed. Cursing, he stood up hurriedly and shut the door, just in time to hear stomping footsteps coming up the stairs. Remus fell back onto his bed and kept as silent as he could. After a few seconds, there was a click, as the door was locked again, then the footsteps stomped back downstairs.

Remus let out a deep breath, and unclenched his fist to reveal what he'd taken from his mothers desk. Lying there, was a small, metal hairclip.

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After reading most of a book that he'd salvaged from his room, Remus was bored again. He'd sent Captain off with the letter the day before, after the storm had died down, and he still hadn't returned. Sighing, he picked up the book again and began to read.

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A few hours later, Captain flew through the window and fell exhausted onto Remus's bed. Remus jumped up, taking the tiny owl and sitting down at his desk, before frantically untying his letter.

Dear Remus,

Hello! Thanks for writing to me, i've been on the list for a few months with no pen pal so...

Anyway, my name's Miandre Sturluson, though i suppose you already know that. Umm, your room sounds cool, though a little small, lol. I live in an averaged sized house, in Australia, YEAH!! Hehe. So what's it like over there in the land of the pom? Storming eh, well, it's winter here, so no storms. Actually it's nice and cold and snuggly :)

Err, what do you like to do in your spare time?? I'm an artist, i like to draw and i play the piano and the fluuuuute :P lol.

Soooooo i really dont know what else to say so.. byebye!

Write back soon,

From M.S.

Remus smiled, and re-read the letter a further 5 more times, before taking his quill and beginning to write.

Dear Miandre,

Hi! Thanks for the letter, i really enjoyed it. What i like to do with my spare time? Well, its the holidays, so i seem to have a lot of spare time. Mostly i just read and write.

I also have an owl. His name's Captain, and he flew into my room during a storm a few days ago, and has been here ever since. Do you have a pet? So what's it like in Australia, does it get really hot? It's mostly cold and rainy here, though since it's summer it should be warm, though for some reason it isn't. Currently a dark cloud is hanging over us. I do not know why. I like storms though, they make things interesting, and the smell of rain is calming. I would like to write more, but my quill is running out of ink and i still have some homework to finish.

Hope to hear from you soon,

From L.P.

Remus stared at the letter, not entirely happy with it. For some reason he always hated what he wrote.

"Do you think i should send it so soon?" He asked Captain, who hooted softly, and promptly fell asleep. Sighing, Remus folded the letter and placed it in a draw. "Well i think that answers it.. I'll send it tomorrow."

Deciding that there probably wouldn't be any dinner, Remus hunted under his bed for his stash of food, and pulled out a packet of biscuits. He ate them slowly, deep in thought.

A/N there we go, not quite a thousand words but thats all i could think of. Please read and review. Arigato! (waves)

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