Little Remus Lupin, a wizard child of three, was taking a nap downstairs one quiet evening. It was near midnight. The full moon shone exceedingly bright on the small house.
Remus was woken at the sound of footsteps outside the door. He sat up and looked around. Suddenly there was a pounding on the door and it was knocked down. Remus screamed as three large men stepped into his house. "Mommy!" he tried to call, but one of the men was holding a knife to his throat.
"Can I just kill him, Fenrir?" hissed one of his comrades impatiently.
"No," came the reply. "I must transform him into one of my kind so we may dominate the world." He let out an evil laugh.
"The moon is almost full, just hurry up and transform already so we can leave!"
The one called Fenrir let out a moan of pain. His body began to lengthen. Remus watched in horror as the man slowly began to transform into a wolf. When the transformation was complete, Fenrir howled and lunged at Remus.
Remus's parents came rushing downstairs but they were too late. Remus's arm was cut open and bleeding, he was crying in pain, and Fenrir the wolf's eyes were gleaming and saliva dripped from his mouth.
Remus's mother rushed to her son's side, but Fenrir lunged at her, and without a delay, killed her. The other two men had rushed out of house. Fenrir, his eyes glowing red, dashed after them, leaving the family in ruins.
Remus sat on the ground, crying with pain from his own wound and the murder of his mother. "No," he breathed, then he passed out.
Author's Note: Poor Lupin. Other chapters will be written in first person, hopefully using the points of view of James, Sirius, and Peter, along with Lupin and maybe Snape and a chapter of two with Lily. Reviews and suggestions appreciated. Any information on the characters' early lives or parents highly appreciated. Thanks. Next Chapter will probably be James's POV.