"Now son, promise you'll write everyday and let us know how you're getting on," Lyall patted his son on the shoulder before ushering him onto the Hogwarts Express. Remus hung out the window to say goodbye to his father and mother, Hope, before the train chugged away from Platform 9 ¾ into the unknown. Remus placed himself back in the train, closed the window and placed himself in a nearby carriage alone. As he drifted off to sleep, he recalled Professor Dumbledore's visit to his home.
It had been a painful night in the cellar, the transformation had been unbearable but as he glanced at his blood-covered clothes Remus understood that the scars were treatable. He knocked the 'please let me out' knock on the cellar door, and Hope answered it with a hug. "Remus let's get those wounds treated darling" she said as she dabbed his wounds with cotton.
*Knock Knock*
Hope froze for a second, and then without hesitation pushed Remus back into the cellar. He wasn't allowed to be seen by visitors, at least not in this state. A few minutes go by, before Lyall opened the door with a smile.
"Remus, I'd like you to meet somebody", he smiled as he outstretched his hand. Remus took it, and allowed himself to be led to an elderly, long bearded man with kind eyes who was chatting to his mother.
"This is Albus Dumbledore", Lyall gestured towards the bearded man, and Remus instinctively bowed. Dumbledore was the headmaster at Hogwarts, and was arguably one of the most powerful wizards in history – Remus blushed as he realised he was standing before him. Dumbledore chuckled.
"Lyall, please, I fear you've been telling your son many tales of me" Dumbledore smiled widely at Remus. "Now, you'll be attending Hogwarts next year so I brought your books in person to you".
Remus looked up sharply, terrified.
"But sir-"
"Remus, I have planted a Whomping Willow tree in the grounds. It leads to an abandoned shack where you can transform every month," Dumbledore explained, very matter-of-factly, "You will attend Hogwarts".
Remus gently woke to the rhythm of the Hogwarts Express, and realised it was dark outside. He changed quickly into his robes, and awaited his arrival at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for his first year.