DISCLAIMER: ((see ch 1))

Chapter 3 - Second Year: Truths

"I love school when Exams are over." Lily said sighing and closing her eyes to take in the full warmth of the day.

"No homework" he replied

"All the teachers give up." she said jovially.

"I haven't been to the Library in -" he counted on his fingers as she laughed. "Three whole days!"

"Do you miss it?"

"Yes I do." he closed his eyes, feeling her breathing. A comfortable silence came in the two taking in the beauty of the lake.

"So beautiful..." Remus whispered dreamily after a moment, finding his gaze drift from the lake to the side of Lily, who was laying across his stomach, looking off across the lake. He did not mean to say it, he wasn't sure he was even thinking it, or why, but it came out none the less.

"Yeah." lily said in reference to the lake.

It was Late in the afternoon the sun was just off the horizon, making the sky an orangish pink fading softly white to blue, and the few clouds that did streak the sky were a purplish color, Blending with the tops of the trees that loomed dark on the hills. The bright blooming flowers on the edge of the forest contrasted nicely with it's dark mysterious depths. The lake looked a soft green, and the over all effect was quite dream like, topped with a warm breeze, that ever so softly lifted her hair, so that it danced across her face.

"I wish we could stay like this forever" she said dreamily.

He touched her hair ever so lightly, taking in it's perfect soft fragile weaving, as he slowly moved it between his fingers. She lifted up her hand, catching his.

"Are you playing with my hair?" she asked whispering, in a voice that sounded accusing but nearly in awe. He started to move his hand away, but she held on to it for a second before rolling over. She rested her head in her arms, that were crossed over his stomach.

His gaze drifted over to the lake. Lily could see the sadness in his eyes. "What's wrong?"

His eyes stopped moving across the lake. "I was just thinking bout my mother, you know how sick she is." she got up and sat next to him.

"Going to visit her soon?" he nodded looking anywhere but at her. She knew something was going on he didn't feel like telling her about, because every time she mentioned his mother he would avoid her eyes.

"You don't have to lie to me." she said fixing some wrinkles in her skirt.

"I-I'm-" he stumbled over his thoughts and words, how could she possible had know I was lying? He thought "how did you know?" he asked quietly looking back towards her.

"I'm you best friend. I know. Even if you wont tell me."

"I R-Really don't know if-"

"You don't have to tell me, just don't lie to me, please." she stopped straightening her skirt and stared at it painfully. "It hurts when you do."

"I'm sorry." he took one of her hands in his. "Can I tell you?" he asked whispering. She looked a bit scared and none the less nervous. She nodded, swallowing the knot in her throat that appeared at the sound of anguish in his voice. "Promise you won't tell anyone?"

"Of course, what kind of friend would I be if I did?" she whispered back sincerely, though slightly hurt just by his gazes of pain.

"You'd be my friend no mater what right?"

"Yes..." she looked a bit more nervous. He felt her hand shaking slightly, and she squeezed his.

He leaned in closer to her so that no one else would hear, and still whispering he struggled to find his words "I... I don't go to visit my mother once a month." he started slowly staring into her hand. "I go to the shrieking shack to- because-" It was obviously very difficult for him to put this into words, let alone words that would not scare her out of her wits. "I- I am a werewolf..." he whispered the latter so quietly that even the tree they leaned up against could not hear. He looked less pained but none the less sadder. "I am a monster, and a liar." He looked up at her expecting to see her frightened and taken aback. But she smiled sweetly, and hugged him very tightly immediately. suppressing tears.

"You're not a monster." she whispered into his ear, he could hear the tears in her voice.

"I'm sorry I lied." he sighed hugging her back.

"I understand," she said letting him go, and leaning back up against the tree. She put an arm around him, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"You know it really is Quite sad though" she said after a moment of warm silence.

"What is?" She smiled playfully looking over to him.

"That you miss the library" They laughed. He felt so much better than he ever had. he had someone to talk to, someone who knew everything, some one so perfect, he thought to himself, but he ignored this thought, shoved it to the back of his mind. This has to be a dream, he thought, Nothing that felt so right could be true, he wanted to pinch himself to make sure it was in fact a real day.

He didn't know what made him so happy, because besides the fact that he knew this friend was true, there was some feeling, like jumping off a cliff, rising inside him. Lily sighed, he felt her comfortable on him, and he touched her hair again. He put his arm around her waist, that was real enough for him ...

A/N: Thanks to the reviewers! not enough time to put up names on this post sorry, but I'm on at 5 thirty in the morning.

Anyways. This part of the story seems to be my least favourite.I really don't know why, not bad writing and not bad storyline. maybee I'm just crazy like that! yes, yes I am! any way now, you see what you guys don't know is that I am on chapter 8 right now. I just haven't re- read and re spell/ grammer checked it, and made sure i liked eveywornd three times over. I probably spend more time checking over EVERYTHING than i do spend typing... BUT! that's what makes it seem as throughthis could have really happened.

To answer some questions that have not yet been asked. There aren't a specific number of chapters per Year. it ranges. one time it will be two ch.then four and well, yes. like that all crazy and stuff. but whatever.

Chapter 4 should be done by... oh knowing me, i want it up tommarrow, maybee even later today but my goal is saturday. but you know, tomarrow does seem so much better ...