Emily is used to being a witch and thinks she is more that ready to take on the trials that Hogwarts has to offer, but when faced with a choice, will she choose her friends? Or her father? A werewolf is on the prowl for blood and he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Emily is faced with the prospect of loosing her father and she too will let nothing get in her way to save him.
A.N. Hi everybody, I'm back with my first Harry Potter story :D It has been too long since I have shown my face to you all so I thought I better had. And I know that this has been done a million times before, but I don't care, I liked writing it, and I just hope that you enjoy reading it :) If I have made any mistakes let me know but please, do not flame. If you don't like it, don't read the rest...I can't get any fairer than that. Besides, flames make me sad :(
Oh, and I don't own a thing, because if I did I really wouldn't have killed Remus
In a small, run down, area of London was a house. It wasn't very big and it wasn't well looked after but the occupants didn't mind, it was better than some of the places they'd lived in. There were only two people who lived in the house, one being a once-handsome man with many scars littering his face, the other being a young girl of eleven, who had yet to experience the world. Their names were Remus and Emily Lupin. The father and daughter had been moving to different places for as long as they could remember. It was because of Remus' condition. When he was a child, a few years younger than Emily, his own father had had a disagreement with a werewolf which resulted in Remus getting bitten. Since then he'd been transforming every month, on the full moon. Emily usually stayed with the Weasley's on the full moon, though only Mr and Mrs Weasley knew the real reason why until their eldest children, Bill and Charlie, had left school. Emily loved going to the Burrow, there was always something going on, the twins up to no good, Bill and Charlie playing Quidditch in the garden, always something. Even the house, despite the fact it was falling down, was nice. Ron and Emily often used to dare each other to go and see the ghoul in the attic, it was harmless but it would bang on the pipes sometimes, if it thought the house was too quiet.
Since Emily had lived without a mother for a long time she had become somewhat of a tomboy, and was a renowned trouble maker at school. In her last week of primary school she'd toilet rolled the staff room, and she would have gotten away with too, but unfortunately for her the head teacher walked in as she went to leave. She would have been suspended for that little stunt, but it was so close to the end of term nobody bothered. Remus wasn't happy about it though and had grounded her for two weeks. Well, Emily was glad of one thing about the summer of '91, in September she'd be going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Remus had told her as much as he could about the school, and she'd got quite a lot out of the older Weasley children. They had all talked of Albus Dumbledore, and the feasts, Fred and George had made many jokes that Emily would end up in Slytherin house but the girl dismissed those ideas, saying that she was too brave and noble to go into the evil house.
Remus and Emily had a pretty good relationship. They were constantly talking about 'the good ol' days', when Remus was at school, and they talked about anything and everything sometimes. Once, when Emily had asked what ever happened to her dad's friends Remus had changed the subject saying they all moved on to different places. She never mentioned them after that.
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One the 1st September Emily found herself sitting in the passenger seat of her dad's car, driving to Kings Cross Station. She was supposed to be meeting the Weasley's near the gate for platform 9 and ¾. Remus was desperately upset that he couldn't see his little girl off but he had things to prepare for that night. It was a full moon and all the doors and windows had to be locked in preparation. Emily didn't seem to mind though, there was always next year, and it wasn't like they'd never see each other again, October half-term wasn't far away, and then it was Christmas.
As Remus found a parking space outside Kings Cross Emily saw the Weasley's, their red hair sticking out in the crowd. The girl turned to her father as he spoke.
"I am truly sorry I can't see you off, Emily." He spoke sadly.
"Don't worry about it Remus, I understand, really I do. And before you know it, it'll be Christmas and I'll be under your feet again." They shared a smile and got out of the car, Remus going to open the boot, Emily going to retrieve a trolley. Once all of her possessions were stacked neatly on the metal trolley, Remus pushed it over to wear Mrs Weasley was standing with five of her children.
"Molly, how are you?" He called as he approached.
"Remus, you look peaky, you're not eating enough. You should have a proper meal one of these days. In fact, you can come round for supper tomorrow evening. It'll only be Ginny, Arthur and I, so there'll be no explosions this time." Molly said pointedly, looking from the twins to Emily, who was involved in their latest prank-gone-wrong.
"Sorry about that Mrs Weasley, it won't happen again." The young girl said, looking at her shoes. Suddenly realizing the time the mother of seven rounded up her remaining children and readied them. While she was doing this Remus pulled Emily to the side and knelt down so they were looking in each other's eyes.
"Now, don't worry about me tonight, I want you enjoy your first night at Hogwarts. I'll write to you in few days so you know that I'm well." There was a pause as Mrs Weasley shouted something incoherent at Fred and George. "Stick with Ron, okay? I don't want him hurting himself." This made Emily laugh and the father hugged his daughter like a lifeline.
"I know you'll be fine, but you worry me sometimes, is all. I have to go or we'll all miss the train because of me. I love you Remus, you better write me." Remus nodded and watched his daughter walk away from him and into the crowd. Sighing he went over to his car and set out for the drive home.
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As Ron and Emily watched Percy and the twins go onto the platform they heard a small voice from behind them. Turning around, Emily saw that he was a scrawny looking boy with messy black hair and broken glasses. He was also wearing clothes that looked four sizes too big for him. He walked towards them and Mrs Weasley put her hand on the boys shoulder.
"Can you tell me…how to…" The boy gestured to the wall that Fred and George had gone through only a minute before.
"Wha-How to get onto the platform?" She chuckled as he nodded his head. "Not to worry dear, it's Ron and Emily's first time to Hogwarts as well." Ron and the new boy nodded to each other and Emily held back a smirk. Mrs Weasley explained to the boy what he should do. "Now, all you've got to do is walk straight at the wall between platforms 9 and 10. Best do it at a bit of a run, if you're nervous." The messy boy nodded and got into position. Ginny smiled at him and wished him good luck as he set off at a run towards the wall. The next second, he was gone. Ron and Emily looked at each other and smiled.
"I'll go first shall I Ronald?" She joked and ran at the wall before Ron could say anything. Once she'd stopped Emily could look at her surroundings. She could smell the steam from where she was stood and as she turned right, around a corner, she saw a bright red steam engine. Emily couldn't help but gasp at the masterpiece of engineering. Up ahead, in the sea of people, she saw Fred and George, who called out to her.
"Emily! C'mon, we'll help with your things." Fred said.
"Mum will be busy making sure Ron's got all of his stuff, including that useless lump of a rat." The three of snickered at George's comment. After a few minutes Emily's things had been packed onto the train and she was following the twins down the hall, trying to find the first year an empty compartment. They finally found one and the girl sat down. George lifted one of Emily's trunks, the one containing her school robes and others such things to keep her entertained on the journey, onto the luggage rack before they both headed out to find their friend, Lee Jordan. Once the boys had left, Emily sat on her own for some time; that was until the scrawny looking boy from the platform stuck his head around the compartment door.
"Excuse me, do you mind if I sit there?" He pointed at the seat opposite Emily. The girl shrugged.
"Go 'head." He smiled and sat down. "I'm Emily by the way, Emily Lupin." She stuck out her hand and the boy shook it.
"Harry Potter." Emily didn't comment on his name, but couldn't help but smile. "So, have you got family who are wizards?" Emily nodded reaching in her trunk to find some snacks, she pulled out two chocolate frogs and handed one to Harry.
"Yeah, my dad went to Hogwarts when he was a kid. I'm half-blood though. My mum was a muggle, just like my dad's mum. Not had a pure blood in our family for generations." She laughed. As Harry and Emily eat their chocolate frogs, and talked about what they thought Hogwarts was going to be like, Ron slid the compartment door open.
"Excuse me, d'you mind? Everywhere else is full." He said, grimacing at the prospect of having to go in search once more. Luckily for him Harry answered politely.
"Not at all." Ron walked in and sat beside Emily before introducing himself.
"I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley." He said, saying practically the same thing Emily had not ten minutes previously.
"I'm Harry, Harry Potter." As soon as Harry said his last name Ron went white, his mouth opened as well and Emily rolled her eyes at him.
"Honestly Ron." She muttered under her breath.
"So it's…so it's true, I mean, do you really have the…the…" The red head started gesturing wildly to his forehead, not taking his eyes off Harry.
"The what?" Harry asked confused. Ron looked around before answering.
"Scar." Harry laughed and lifted his fringe up, revealing his lightning bolt shaped scar. "Wicked." Ronald said breathlessly. Thankfully Emily was saved from doing another eye roll by the trolley lady.
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" She asked. She was a plump lady with grey hair; it also looked like she walked with a bit of a limp. Ron held up a squashed sandwich and smiled.
"No thanks, I'm all set." Emily saw his ears starting to go red, and so did Harry.
"We'll take the lot." He said proudly, digging in his pockets for a handful of money.
A.N. Well, there you have it, part 1 :) I'll be adding the rest of the chapters in a few days, I just have to sort myself out and find time to write it a bit better :) I think I'm going to add some prank stories in at some point, but not for a little while. Until next time, my dear readers :) TTFN
