Disclaimer: I don't know if you haven't noticed this but....I'm not JK Rowling. Far from her, actually...so do you really think I'd claim her characters? No...I do own Roz, though.
AN- Correct me if you disagree with this story, I don't care. I like the idea, and I didn't know anything about his family...so I made it up. Including his mother and father's name...of course, if anyone DOES know their name, I'd appreciate you telling me! Thanks! And...does anyone know a good beta?
Chapter 1: Just An Introduction.
No one knows much about Remus J. Lupin's family life. He doesn't speak about it much. But his friends know. His parents seem fair and understanding on his lycanthropy, and that's wonderful. Before that, however, Mrs. Lupin felt as if she hadn't served her purpose...with just one child. Her husband told her she was being hard on herself. But, what if they both felt that they needed a little something else to fullfill their lives?
That is where I come in. My name is Rosalyn A Lupin. The 'A' stands for Annalise, which is a name I prefer to shorten to just 'A', like my dear brother and his middle name. I'm only two years younger than Remus, and when I was nearly three, my brother became a werewolf. Yep, it was probably my first memory. I can vividly recall the look of terror in my parent's face as I was set to the floor, while they took off to help Remus.
And I remember standing their, crying at the top of my lungs while they forgot all about me. Now, I'm not being sorry for myself but, did they once think about how I felt when I saw my brother attacked? He was never the same after that...He never accompanied me in playing with my toys. He hardly ever spoke about it to me, or at me at all...Despite the reason for my birth, which was to fullfill some deep want my mother had for a daughter, I was not paid attention to..much.
I'd participate in family functions but, I always felt a little out of place. Maybe it was because after Remus had his "accident", which is the way everyone refers to it as, our parents dealt with him differently than me. If he did something that they didn't approve of, he'd get a cluck of the tongue or a simple "Boys will be boys". As for me? Well, things were different.On oneoccasion, I remember Remus bringing his friends home for Christmas in his second year. They were being boys, and I wanted to join in...
Sirius Black and James Potter were jumping off the furniture, catching practice snitches while Peter Pettigrew refereed the game. Remus was standing to the side, laughing and looking as if he didn't belong with the hyper-active boys. More or less, they seemed to be great friends, and there was hardly any room for a fifth.
I was in the doorway, amazed at the game like a normal ten-year old girl would be. Remus spotted me, a smile wide on his lips. Then it faded. "Go play dolls or something, Roz."
"Make me, dork. Can I play too?" I asked, stepping into my brother's bedroom a few feet. The boys jumped off the mattress, one rolling on the ground as his feet slipped on the rug. "Sure-" They started, only to get cut off by my brother.
"No! Leave us alone, you stupid girl. MUH-UM!" Remus howled, making a shudder roll down my spine. Ever since he became a werewolf, I was terrified of the way he screamed. My shoulders slumped as I heard the echoing steps of my mother's high-heeled shoes on the marble stairs. I let my eyes fall to the floor as a hand squeezed my shoulder. "Rozie, what did I tell you about bothering your brother? He has his friends over, right now. Why don't you and I go into the kitchen and you can help me make them a snack." I turned to look over my shoulder, my green eyes catching my mothers. It was as if I were looking into a mirror. Her peircing, and often warning, eyes were an exact image of my own. With a sigh, I turned back to the boys.
"Yea, go be a girl for once." Remus muttered, crossing his arms over his chest.
"When I want to be a girl, I'LL ASK YOU FOR HELP!" I shrieked, wrenching my shoulder away from my mother's grasp. I didn't stop running until my door was slammed shut with a resounding echo that seemed to shudder theentire house. I can't remember if I thought I would be safe from my parents, but all I do remember is how they both, mother and father, barged in a moment later. Their faces were hard as stone.
"Rosalyn Annalise Lupin! How dare you speak to your brother that way!"
"You know how hard his life is, he doesn't need a sister to be so cruel to him. Now, I want you to sit in here and think about what you said. And when you've finished, you march yourself up to your brother and appologize."
My eyes had already filled with tears, and I didn't know how long I could take the burning lump in my throat. They left without another word, leaving me to cry harder than I ever have. Oh, and I never appologized....
AN- Please review! A bit short, this chapter, but it will be better.This story will be sort of long...and it's just all about Roz and how hard it is to be Remus' sister. Also, there's a bit of romance involved...but I'm not revealing anything.