The shrill whistle tore the boy away from his train of thoughts, shattering his worries, fears, and with a sudden jerk, sends him back to reality. Dragging his trunk along, letting the steam engulf him. For the first time in years, joy was hopping back into the tattered life. Yet despite of all this, a little voice form the back of his head constantly remind him that he will never fit in, that people will regard him as a monster and he will always be the lonely outcast…and most importantly, that people will find out who…no…what he is; his secret werewolf identity.

The crimson Hogwarts Express pulled away from the station. After one last wave to his parents, Remus gave a sigh and slump back into the seat. He was soon joined by James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew. The four quickly became friends. Remus did a rapid analysis on their personality. James was arrogant yet brave and loyal. Sirius was playful and mischievous. Peter seems to be hanging out with them only because James and Sirius are popular, a shy cowardly idiot.

"Lupin, Remus!"

Remus trod forward and gently places the dirty old hat on his head. As darkness crept upon him, simultaneously, a voice rang throughout his head.

"Hmm…interesting…a werewolf, don't worry I won't tell anyone. Anyways, a brilliant Ravenclaw mind, thirst for knowledge. A hidden, cunning and ambitious Slytherin side. Loyalty, but only to those who are loyal to you; and an extreme bravery. The four houses balance equally in you. I shall place you where you prefer." The hat muttered nonchalantly.

"Ravenclaw sounds perfect, but considering Sirius is in Gryffindor, and James will probably be there since his whole family had been there, I choose Gryffindor!" Remus exclaimed."

As the word Gryffindor came into his mind, the Hat shouted, "Gryffindor!!!"

Oh how unfair life is. James and Lily are gone. Sirius came back but left to join James. Peter, the traitorous rat, now serves Voldemort and it was he who caused the sorrow. Remus let a tear drop onto his pillow. Tonight, he could hardly believe it when Sirius fell into the veil of death as the scarlet jet of light struck him. He held Harry back but in his heart, holding himself back from lunging at the veil.

A silvery phoenix flew in from the open window. It opened its mouth and spoke in Dumbledore's voice, "Remus, come into my office, I need to talk to you regarding Harry."

Walking over to the fireplace, Remus took a pinch of Floo powder and threw it in, watching the flames turn emerald green, he announced, "Headmaster's office, Hogwarts!"

Stepping into the fire place, he was instantly whisked away.

As Remus tumbled out of the fireplace, he instantly sensed a disturbance in the air; Dark Magic hung heavily throughout the office. One of the bonuses that came with being a werewolf was a sixth sense that sense many things. Dark Magic was one of them. Natural Occlumency shields that were practically unbreakable was also one of the most useful ones. Tracing the magic to its source, it lies underneath all the paperwork on Dumbledore's desk. The magic was strong and darker than any he had seen before. Not even Voldemort have such a dark aura. Carefully levitating the object on top, it revealed something shocking.

It traced back to a book, quite ancient one, written in blood were the words "Journal of Albus Dumbledore"

Knowing the headmaster will be back soon, he point his wand at the book and murmured, "Geminio Exigo". Pocketing the original one (after quickly disabling some of the protective spells), he carefully placed the copy back and then said, "Reverto" to make it look undisturbed. Remembering the portraits, Remus whispered, "Obliviate Maxima"

Just then, Dumbledore entered.

"Ah! Remus my boy, I didn't expect you to be here so quickly." Albus spoke in his usual grandfatherly voice, although a hint of anxiety can be heard. Remus felt him use Legilimency to gently prod his mind for information on his Journal. Swiftly, Remus conjured a false memory of him arriving shortly before Dumbledore came in.

"I just got here; I was worried that something happened to Harry. Remus replied with a false tone of concern.

Albus rushed over to his desk and after finding his Journal unharmed, lowered his security. "He's fine; I just want to ask everyone to leave Harry alone for a while to recover from the loss of Sirius. Remus, would you like to return to teach DADA? Your appearance in the Department of Mysteries seems to have blown your cover with the werewolves."

Remus, with a quick prod of Legilimency, knew that this was only a scheme to get him back under control. The headmaster was getting suspicious.

"I shall consider your offer." Was all he said before flooing back to Grimmauld Place.