Hey guys! First chapter of the sequel and I am quite excited. I only hope it was at good as the original but only time can tell I guess.

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter and many aspects of the storyline but Megan is mine.

Megan POV

"Wake up Megan." A vaguely familiar voice broke through my wall of dreams. I rolled over and cracked open an eyelid to see Remus sitting on the bed next to me with a wide grin spread across his face. I sat myself up gradually and smiled sleepily back at Remus, "Good morning." He said kissing me.

"Do you have a reason for waking me up?" I said in response with raised eyebrows. He chuckled and I threw my head back down of my pillow. "Look, unless you have something amazing to say or the world is ending I would much prefer it if I could go back to sleep."

"You're mean in the morning." He said crossing his arms over his chest. I rolled my eyes.

"We have been living together for sixteen years and you only just worked that out." I raised my eyebrows again. "I thought you were smart."

"Yep defiantly not a morning person. Anyway, back onto the subject of why I woke you up." Remus reached down to the floor and picked up a piece of parchment. "What job have I always wanted but never got because of our 'furry little problem'?" He said, I smiled slightly as he used James' term for our Lycanthropy.

"You always wanted to teach." I said, wondering where he was going with this.

"And now I can, this letter arrived this morning." I took it from him and read:

Dear Mr Lupin

You may or may not be aware that there is a job vacancy at Hogwarts or the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor this year.

I have heard that you have applied for a teaching position and have been turned down every time due to your Lycanthropy. I want you to know that, should you accept, this will not be a problem in the slightest. I am sure you know Severus Snape who is extremely good at making the Wolfsbane potion, he will brew it for you each month and your transformations will take place in your office rather than the shrieking shack because the potion makes it safe enough for you to stay in the castle.

If you are interested, please send me an owl by midday tomorrow.

Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore,

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

P.S. Please excuse the short notice.

I looked up from the parchment smiling and asked, "When did this arrive?" Remus took the letter from me and looked down at it.

"Couple of hours ago." He said quietly.

"And have you sent a reply saying that you will take to job?" I asked and watched as he shook his head.

"I wanted to ask you about it first." I smiled and this and put my hands on his shoulders.

"Remus, this is your dream job. You don't need to ask my permission." He nodded and put the letter down on the bedside table.

"I know, but it would mean me being away for most of the year. We would hardly see each other." I opened my mouth to say something but quickly shut it. I hadn't even considered that he would back away lots, but then, thinking about it more, I knew that Remus should take the job.

"Then I will miss you, but you should still take it." I said. "Opportunities like this are rare and we can still communicate by owl."

"You're sure."

"Defiantly, I have to go away for extended periods of time for my work don't I." As I said this Remus pulled me into a tight hug, thanking me.

"I will go and reply now then." He smiled and let go. "You can go back to sleep now if you like." I laughed and nodded gratefully. He wandered from the bedroom as I collapsed back down onto the pillow once again and closed my eyes.

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A few hours later I dragged myself out of bed and pulled on some clothing. Remus was in the living area reading a book. "Ahhh, she shows herself." He muttered looking briefly up from the page he was on. I dropped myself onto the sofa next to him and rolled my eyes.

"It's only midday." I said reaching forward to pick up the daily prophet and looking at the front page that had a picture of Sirius Black, my old friend from Hogwarts, spread across the cover. He had changed such a large amount after twelve years in Azkaban; his hair was at least three times longer but also matted into black clumps. He looked decades older and his eyes reflected so much sadness and anger. I could only imagine what twelve years in the hands of the Dementors must have done to him. "Any news on Sirius' whereabouts?" I asked as I skimmed down the page.

"Nothing." Remus replied. He closed the book then and looked up at me. "I know you think he is innocent Megan but..."

"He is innocent." I interrupted him brusquely. "Peter framed him, he is the one responsible for the Potter's deaths." Remus shook his head and I glared at him.

"Peter has been dead for twelve years." He sighed and moved over to me to put an arm over my shoulder but I wriggled away. "Look, I know it is hard for you to accept, even now, but you cannot deny the facts."

"The facts are wrong." I stated, crossing my arms over my chest. "I don't disagree with you on many things Remus but this is one of them." This had become a common argument between us since news broke out about Sirius' escape but we always sorted things out. I stood up to leave the room but Remus pulled me back down.

"Promise me Megan that if you were to come into contact with Sirius while I am away at Hogwarts you will not help him with anything."

"I can't do that Remus." I replied. "He is innocent."

"Please Megan. You cannot know that for sure." He rested a hand on my thigh.

"I do."

"But if the ministry were to find out about you helping him then they could send you to Azkaban too. I couldn't live with the thought of you in there; you have had true horrors in your past that would drive you insane." I knew what he was hinting at. When I was fifteen, one full moon came when I left the house too late and ended up killing my mother and little sister. The memory burned in the back of my mind, a memory that I hadn't properly thought about for years. I hated Remus for bringing it up.

"Please Megan. Promise me you won't help him." I looked up and met his gaze which was filled with concern and love.

"Ok." I muttered. "I will not help him."

"Thank you." I looked back down at the picture of Sirius on the cover of the newspaper and fought off a sigh. I hoped he got the revenge I knew he was looking for.

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A week later Remus was getting ready to leave for Kings Cross Station. Our argument was forgotten but the promise I had made was lying heavy on my shoulders.

"Well that is everything." He said as he pulled his trunk towards the door. I smiled lightly.

"Great. I hope you have a good year. I will see you at Christmas won't I?" I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pulled me closer.

"Of course you will." He smiled and kissed my jawbone.

"Good." I said into his shoulder. "I don't know if I could stand you to be away for longer." He pushed his lips to mine then, his soft sweet lips, and we kissed for a moment.

"Look out for my owl each week." He said after the kiss ended.

"I will."

"And remember the promise you made." That was the last the last thing I heard him say before he opened the door and left the flat, leaving me in the company of only myself.

Five hours later, there was a knock at the door...

Oooh, suspense already.

Please review so I know if it is even worth continuing with the sequel because I will admit that I'm not sure at the moment.

Thanks for reading :)