Hello again, ppl! I have gotten reviews stating that they like this story so I am

continuing!

I'm so sorry for taking such a long time in doing this but I had finals and stuff and I wasn't sure if I was gonna continue w/ the story, but I am…

Now on with Chapter 2!

Harry fell into bed exhausted after the first day of training. What a day! First he woke up to Remus conjuring water on him, then he ate his breakfast, which consisted of 2 egg-and-bacon sandwiches with a big cup orange juice. After that Remus told him that they will begin their first part of the training. They headed up to the room, which was magically enhanced so that they could have room for his training. Remus told Harry to follow him in doing stretches. The conversation that followed went along the lines of this…

:FLASHBACK:

"What do you mean stretches? I thought it was only going to be occlumency!" said an exasperated Harry.

"You have to do physically work out if you want to duel well. These stretches are going to warm up your body for the exercises we are going to be doing," said an amused Remus.

"Bloody hell!" muttered Harry angrily, but then remembered himself as he retook his stony expression…he really wanted to leave.

This, however, only made Remus' smile grow larger. He was beginning to look like the Cheshire cat, which furthered Harry's anger.

After they finished their stretches, Remus began to show Harry what he should be able to do by the end of the summer. At this, Harry seemed a little overwhelmed. Then Remus showed Harry very basic Martial Arts moves and told Harry to do the same. Harry did do everything that was asked of him, not because he wanted to or because he knew he had to, but because of spite. He did it out of spite.

And whether or not Remus noticed this or not, it didn't matter because Remus was going to make him do either way… Harry knew this.

:END FLASHBACK:

Harry's attitude toward Remus did not improve for the rest of the day. In fact, Remus was beginning to get annoyed with him by the start of the occlumency lesson.

:FLASHBACK…AGAIN:

"So Harry, would you mind telling me how much about occlumency do you know?" asked Remus, who seemed to be not as annoyed with Harry's behavior as much as Harry would have liked.

Harry, who was not satisfied with Remus' annoyance (or lack of) and tired from the physical aspects of his training, wanted nothing more than to just lie in bed and sleep away from all his problems, nightmares, and the particularly annoying werewolf in front of him.

"Harry, answer me please," requested Remus who still didn't seem to be all annoyed.

All Remus got was silence.

"Harry James Potter," yelled Remus, "You answer me right this minute or there will be an extra 15 pushups, sit ups, and any other exercises that I have forgotten because of my disappointment in you!"

Harry finally cracked Remus, and now looking at him, Harry realized that he hated himself for it but would not let Remus see that.

"I'm sorry, were you talking to me?" said Harry in a tone that obviously showed he had been not answering Remus purposefully.

"What has gotten in to you? Where is the Harry that I knew, that Padfoot knew? Where is the Harry that would do anything for his friends, like write a simple letter stating that everything was fine, or perhaps answer a simple question that I asked you? Where did he go? I need to know, Harry, and don't give me a bogus answer like, "Were you talking to me?" You give me a straight answer, now!" ranted Remus.

During this little lecture, Harry began to feel like crap. He knew that every little thing that Remus was saying was true and could only manage to choke out,

"I don't know."

Remus heard the broken voice and his heart almost broke in two.

"I just really don't know anything anymore, my feelings are so mixed up. Everything is just so, so…screwed up now. Siri-… Padfoot dieing and the prophecy and everything and, and, and…" at this point Harry almost broke down and cried, but he was holding it in.

'You have to be strong,' he thought to himself, 'You can't let anyone see you weak, especially not Remus, he probably blames me for Sirius' death, not that I don't blame him, but if he sees me crying he'll only think of how pathetic I am, starting something and then not being able to face the consequences! I am a loser.'

What Remus said next, shocked Harry.

"It's okay, Harry, let it out, it isn't healthy to hold everything in, just let it out, it's going to be okay."

Harry, however, needed to ask one thing before he did cry and it was,

"Yo-you d-don't hate or bla-blame m-me?"

Remus only smiled a sad smile and said,

"No, Harry, I don't hate you and never have I thought to blame you and I never will."

:END FLASHBACK…AGAIN:

With those words, Harry began to cry and being comforted by Remus, something he had never really had in his life, someone who would comfort him while he was feeling low and even though the Weasley's and Hermione probably would have done the same, they each had their own families, but now Harry had one as well, with Remus.

Well, there you go, another chapter will hopefully be on its way soon!

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Miss Chant: Thank you for all the grammatical errors with which you provided me with for last chapter.

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