This is it. Remus thought as he and Minette sat at a small table at the Three Broomsticks. The holidays had come and gone, and Remus had finally forced himself to sit down with Minette, and now he was going to tell her. There was a light snow falling outside the large windows and many cheerful friends and couples chatting, blissful and unaware of anything away from their own conversations. Minette looked tense and slightly worried, probably from the gloom that Remus seemed to be soaked in. I've got to tell her sooner or later. Nothing can last forever.

"I need to tell you something Minette," Remus began, "but I need you to promise me that you won't tell anyone else about it, ever. I'll understand if you hate me, or if you never want to talk to me again, but I think that you need to know."

"What is it?" Minette looked fearful and her eyes grew larger and reflected the firelight.

"Do you-do you swear that you won't tell anyone?" Remus felt a lump growing in his throat and tried to keep the feeling down.

"Of course," Minette was gripping her hands tightly, looking more scared then ever.

"I-I'm a werewolf. I was bitten when I was a young child, and I've been one ever since. That's where I go to every month; Professor Dumbledore made the Shrieking Shack for me to go to every month. That's why Sirius is an animagus. Peter and James are, too. They can come with me that way, and not be hurt," Remus said all of this rather quickly, saying more than he really meant to. He bit his lip for a second, and then spoke again. "I understand that you'll never want to see me again. I thought you had a right to know. Just please don't tell anyone…"

He rose from his chair as Minette stayed in her chair, staring at her hands, tears welling in her eyes. Remus turned and started to walk away, his head heavy and spinning when he heard, though it seemed distant, the scrape of a chair on the floor. Minette's arms suddenly wrapped around him in a hug, and her forehead rested against the back of his head.

"I love you, Remus," She said through her tears. "I love you…and nothing can change that. You're stupid to think this could…so stupid..." Remus turned around and returned her embrace, tears spilling from his eyes, too.

"I love you, too, Minette," Remus said to her, leaning his head against hers. They stood like this, in each other's arms, in one of the few truly happy times they would ever have with one another.

I really hope you all like this chapter. Although it's short, and I know I could never get it perfect, this is one of my favorite parts. I thought it up before I had most of the story in mind. Please review and tell me what you think!