What is it that constitutes a great love story: Comedy? Tragedy? Loosing each other? Being reunited? Maybe it's a little of all of those qualities and possibly more that goes into making a love story truly great. It is easy for people to say that they'll be able to handle love when they find it knocking at their door. But how can people say that without knowing how it feels to be so deeply in love with one person that you'll do anything for them? How can people assume they know how to handle both loving someone and gaining so much as well as loving someone and loosing so much?

My name is Remus Lupin and I know of both feelings and it is time I get all of these thoughts and feelings out so I can begin the long, slow process of moving on. I have loved someone so deeply a part of her will always be with me. So now I will put my quill to parchment and write out our story. Some parts will be happy, some will undoubtedly be tragic, but it has to be this way. It will always be this way. So without further ado here is our story.

I suppose starting at the beginning of our story would be a good thing. It was my first train ride to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I was excited at the prospect of meeting knew people and learning new things. I wasn't obsessing – like some - over what house I would get into and I wasn't worried about who the "cool" people where going to be, I was –however- worried that people wouldn't accept me. I am, as it were, a werewolf. At that point in my life, not many people knew that, just my immediate family, really. I was scared that no one would want to be my friend, or worse yet, that people would become my friend, and then find out and leave me. I was a very insecure child. But all my insecurities vanished when I saw her for the first time on the platform.

I immediately was floored; I think my mouth even dropped slightly. Her dark chestnut colored hair with its natural streaks of blonde perfectly blended in it was down and hanging just below her shoulders. I watched her run a hand through it as she looked more confident than I would ever feel on a day like this. She was talking with two girls that she had either just met or had known forever. It was hard to tell, they looked like they were having a good time, though. Her ice blue eyes where positively sparkling with amazement and happiness as a smile played on her lips. A smile I will not soon forget, you see, that is one memory that I have embedded into my brain. Of course, I didn't say anything to her, I was standing off to the side, and she was enjoying her conversation. Then again, why would I have said anything? I had always been shy and girls where not my strong point. So I watched her board the train with her two friends, as I stood there.

During the train ride that day I met Sirius Black, James Potter, and Peter Pettigrew. We hit it off really well, and my insecurities vanished for a few fleeting moments, just like when I had seen my girl, though I would never admit to anyone that I thought her mine after seeing her once. One thing that still makes me smile when thinking about our first train ride together is when a very annoyed looking upperclassman tried to get us out of our compartment. We stood our ground, arguing that there was only one of him and four of us. He stalked off muttering something about "bloody little marauders". The name stuck. We were the marauders, and we decided that day we would be remembered throughout the school. Slightly arrogant of us but we were only eleven.

After the marauder incident an elderly witch came around with the sweets cart. James, Sirius and I went out to see what she had as Peter stayed in the compartment reading the latest edition of some magazine or another. Forgive me, but my memories of him are faded and I do not rack my brain to try and remember either. We realized – after hearing a lot of giggling - we were not the only ones spending our sickles on sweets at this point. There was the girl I had seen before, a friend of hers with deep blue eyes and brown hair, and another friend with fierce red hair and remarkable green eyes. Sirius and James being much bolder then I would ever be, saw this as a great opportunity to try out their flirting abilities.

"Why, hello ladies." James said flashing them a smile as he ran his hand through his already messy hair for an added effect. I watched as the girl with red hair held back a snicker. If James saw the snicker it didn't do anything to his confidence. I slightly admired that, though I would never admit that to anyone.

"How has your ride to Hogwarts been going thus far, girls?" Sirius added, and I'm pretty sure that's the moment I knew they would be inseparable. The girl with deep blue eyes looked repulsed. "How rude of us, James, we didn't even introduce ourselves, I'm Sirius, this is James and our quiet friend over here is Remus." He said teasing me slightly, but I didn't mind. It was true; I did tend to be quiet.

"This is Lily," The girl whom I saw before said pointing to the redhead, "This is Sam," she said pointing to the one with features similar to herself. "And I'm Lys." Lys: That was such a different name, but I loved it the first time I heard it. Lys had an easy smile as she looked from Sirius to James and then eventually her eyes wandered to meet mine, I looked away immediately.

"It's nice to meet you lovely ladies." James said charmingly, "What house do you think you'll be in?" He asked casually, leaning against the compartment door. This was obviously the wrong thing to say by the looks he was getting from Lily. From this moment on it was clear they were either going to loathe each other for seven years or end up married.

"I don't see how that matters. You'd be judging us before you even knew us." Lily said coolly, her green eyes flashing. "For all you know we could be headed into Slytherin." She finished up with a slight nod of her head that came off slightly challenging.

"No way, I've seen the people they put into that house," Sirius said honestly. "There is no way that three sweethearts of girls - like yourselves - would be so mean you would be put into that house." He said fairly. At this point no one knew that his family had all been in Slytherin, so quite honestly, he would know about what types go into that house.

"See you're judging us on our looks already!" Sam snapped at Sirius. Her arms crossed over her chest as she looked him dead in the eyes. "For all you know we could be so evil you have no idea what you're getting into." She said defiantly. But the look that Lys and Lily exchanged showed she was lying.

"I am not judging you that was meant to be a compliment!" Sirius said getting defensive. He returned her glare. "And I'm not sure about Lys and Lily, was it? But you sure seem evil enough!" He said hotly.

"How rude!" Lily said shaking her head. James had gone to say something but she just put her hand up to silence him. "Boys!" Lily and Sam said in unison exasperatedly as they turned to go back to their compartment, obviously agitated by what had happened.

Sirius and James shook their heads and went back to our compartment apparently no longer in the mood for chocolate or lollies. It wasn't hard to see that they were – in fact – pleased with themselves. I figured I'd hear about this later in the compartment. But right now I was more interested in Lys. It was just Lys and I standing there, I felt my palms get sweaty as I worked up the nerve to say something while she asked for some ice mice and something else that was probably going to Lily and Sam since they had walked away without getting anything.

"Sorry bout that, they are harmless I swear." I said trying to make up for what Sirius and James had said. Also because I knew that if I didn't talk to her I'd be disappointed in myself. I watched her as she shook her head slightly her soft smile returning to her face.

"Don't worry about it, Remus." She said honestly. I was surprised and pleased that she had remembered my name. I liked hearing her say it. "And there's nothing wrong with being the quiet friend, it suits me just fine." She said with a slight grin and then went back to her compartment after she waved slightly at me. I was floored, again.

As I walked back into the compartment after my encounter with Lys I found that I was in a slight daze with everything. Had she been flirting? It seemed an unlikely thing. I knew I wasn't as handsome as James or Sirius, but neither was I as unattractive as Peter. Maybe she was flirting, and that thought made me smile. As I got to the compartment the conversation that was being held seemed almost too predictable.

"I call tibs on that Lily, she's just my type." James said a bit arrogantly as he moved over so I could sit in my original seat next to him and the window. I kept quiet hoping I wouldn't be brought into this.

"You can have her, Sam is great, and I think we'd get along well." Sirius said grinning. I found this insanely ironic since they had been the ones that had literally argued not even five minutes ago. Obviously, by the look on James' face, he found it ironic as well.

"Yes, you two can have arguing matches between classes!" James said in a mock tone of enthusiasm. All of us, excluding Peter, laughed at Sirius' expense. Peter was in his own world since he had missed out on meeting the three girls we where currently talking about. "What about you Lupin? Did that Lys girl strike your fancy?" James asked after the laughter died down I felt my cheeks get red.

"She seems nice." I said quietly, looking out the window for a moment. I turned back to six eyes watching me. It's a very uncomfortable thing, let me tell you.

"No doubt about it she's nice but do you like her?" Sirius said looking at me. The way he said it made me feel even more uncomfortable. He hadn't even beaten around the bush; he just went right for the throat.

"I dunno…" I mumbled. I was never good with girls and telling others how I felt about girls. "Maybe...I don't even know her..." I said continuing to just babble about things I'd rather not have talked about.

"I think that you two would make a nice couple." James said honestly. Peter looked down right lost at this point. Sirius just nodded slightly to what James said. I felt the tops of my ears burn. However, the honesty in his voice made me feel slightly better.

"Shush." I said looking out the window as the rolling green hills and ungodly blue sky danced around outside. My thoughts turned to Lys again as I stayed quiet for a moment.

"He's serious, mate. I saw the way she was looking at you. And then the way you were looking at her. And didn't you just stay out there talking to her?" Sirius asked trying to get this out of me.

"Yes, telling her you two weren't as bad as you made yourselves sound." I shot back at them. I was trying to get the subject off of me and Lys, though it wasn't working to my advantage all that well.

"That's not the point. You two are going to get together here at Hogwarts, I can feel it." James said with a nod of this head. His confidence boosted my spirits but I didn't let that show. Not yet. I had only just met these guys and they were telling me I was going to "get together" with a girl here.

"If you insist..." I said with a sigh closing the subject matter. Peter was once again reading his magazine as James and Sirius started a discussion on the Quidditch World Cup. I just sat there watching out the window and thinking. If I only knew what would come out of my school career at Hogwarts.

Later that night at the sorting ceremony I learned her full name was Lys Calliway as she had been sorted into Gryffindor a few people after Sirius. James, Peter and I were also in the same house along with Lily Evans and Samantha "Sam" Rimes. It felt right that we were all in the same house, I liked it. I couldn't help but smile and blush when Lys had looked my way smiling during the feast. There was something about her, the sparkle in her eyes, the easiness of her smile, the sound of her laughter that made me want to learn more about her. I returned the smile despite my reddened cheeks. Unfortunately that moment ended with Peter spilling something next to me but, I suppose, these things were bound to happen.

The next moment I remember of that day was when we were being escorted to our common room and I accidentally bumped into someone rather roughly. It happened almost too fast and I felt bad so, naturally, I went to apologize. When I turned to see whom I had run into I saw Lys and I couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Sorry bout that, Lys, I didn't mean to." I said quietly, feeling bad I had run into her and that I seemingly smiled about it. I did like saying her name, though.

"Don't worry about it, Remus, no harm done." She said returning the smile to my relief. She stayed near me as she looked around the castle at all the staircases that were currently in motion.

"So you guys weren't in Slytherin after all, I see." I said trying to flirt with her. I'm pretty sure I could have done better but Lys didn't seem to mind, so neither did I.

"No, no we weren't. I'm glad to see that I'll know some people in our house." She said walking next to me. "You guys seem like you're going to be fun to hang around."

"Yes it is a relief that there are people we know with us." I agreed with her. "And James and Sirius should be fun to hang out with." I said figuring that's what she meant.

"I meant you too Remus...don't be so down on yourself, you seem like a nice guy." Lys said honestly with a smile and nod. I was about to respond when I heard a voice calling her name.

"Lys! C'mon!" I heard Sam say from somewhere further ahead in the group. I resented her for that, but the emotion soon passed.

"Sorry, I have to go catch up with them, see you around Remus." She said smiling and going to catch up with Sam and Lily.

I remember being impressed by her and being surprised that she actually talked to me. Lys Calliway had made a stellar first impression on me and as I lay in my bed later that night I couldn't stop thinking about her. My mind was not on classes, professors, other students, or anything of those sorts. My mind was on a certain witch, who was sleeping in the dormitory opposite of mine. And this was only the beginning.