Remus was nervous. His Mother had just left for a meeting between some teachers and the headmaster at Hogwarts to discuss his enrolment. Even if he didn't get in, his Mother could still instruct him at home, but them he wondered, what chance did he, a friendless werewolf have of getting a job anywhere? currently he didn't have much to worry about money issues, his Father had a stable job at the Ministry of Magic, in the Magical Law Enforcement. Though Remus knew that if word got out about his son being a werewolf, it would difficult to even keep the lowest paying job there.
He was excited to go to Hogwarts, having heard many stories from both his parents; about the floating candles in the dining hall, the ghosts through the hallways, and the classes. He was especially excited for the classes. Herbology, Transfiguration, Potions, and Defence Against the Dark Arts. He couldn't exactly pinpoint why he was most excited for DADA, he figured it had something to do with the fact that he had been completely victimized by a certain Fenrir Greyback, and wanted to be able to protect people that he loved. He knew what it felt like to have no control, and he would never ever want that on anyone, no matter who it was, it is part of the right of being human, even if he; Remus Lupin, wasn't entirely human any more.