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Remus Lupin.

Age:11

Status: Half blood/Half breed: Werewolf

Eye color: Amber

Hair: Strawberry Blonde

The moon rose that night bright and almost full, its reflection shinning against the lake lighting the area with its elegant glow. Everyone was in bed and no one was there to witness its beauty, except for a small boy who should didn't see its beauty but saw it as a curse.

Remus looked up at the moon, his face full of melancholy and pain. The moon used to be one of his favorite sights as a small boy. Now, now it was just a reminder of the trouble and pain that followed his family, the burden he had placed upon them with this curse. He remembered that night vividly

He had been sleeping in bed when he had heard a loud crash outside. Now this wasn't unusual for Remus to hear. His dog wasn't very graceful and often at night he would run into the garbage cans on the side and knock them over and everything in them. Putting his book on his side table he crawled out of bed and put on his bunny slippers and quietly padded down the hall to the back yard.

"Rover?" he called softly. "Rover? Where are you boy?" Remus walked along the path looking for his dog. Hearing a whimper in the bushes he grew concerned. Rover wasn't a pushover kind of dog, he wasn't scared of much and If he was whimpering… Remus grew more concerned. His dog was cowering and trying to make himself as small as possible.

"Rover? C'mere boy. Its alright," Remus reached his hand out to calm the creature down.

"Remus?" Turning around Remus saw his brother standing there half asleep and confused. Romulus was 12 and in his second year of Hogwarts. He was always talking to Remus about it talking nonsense about a giant squid and moving staircases. As if a place and creatures existed! Mother always said Romy had a great imagination and not to believe a thing he said, but Remus wished it was true and couldn't wait to join his brother in 4 years whether the stories were true or not. He missed his brother when he was gone.

"Remus what are you doing up? It's the full moon, you should be in bed".

"Rover… he knocked the trash cans over, I just came to check on him…" Remus stood up moving to the trash cans. He stopped shortly when he actually looked noticing that they were still standing, unmoved since he took the trash out earlier that night.

"well looks like you picked them up, now come inside before I wake up father," Romulus turned and walked back inside the house leaving the door open for his brother. Remus was still looking at the trashcan wondering what that loud crash was when he heard a snarl behind him.

Turning slowly he came face to face with the biggest dog his 7-year-old self had ever encountered. It stood almost as tall as his father almost 6 foot tall, it had the biggest mouth and teeth ever with one almost as long as his arm. Frozen with fear he stood there meeting its golden gaze with his green one. Later, years later when he thought back on it, he would swear that for a moment it almost seemed as if it was trying to speak with him. But in his current state of fear, all he saw were his big eyes and teeth.

"REMUS MOVE!"

Turning to look at his father standing with Romulus sealed his fate. No sooner had he looked did the wolf pounced, its great paws hiding his shoulders and knocking him to the ground. The breath knocked out of him, he wasn't sure what had happened or how he had ended up on the ground. What he did know the next second, was pain. Pain flooded his whole body from the tips of his toes to the ends of his hair. The pain was almost unbearable and everywhere at once, he screamed for help and for the pain to go away. He screamed for his brother and father. He screamed for his mother most of all. What seamed like hours of pain was mere seconds when the wolf was knocked off him and the pain had mostly stopped. He remembered screams filling the air around him, he remembered blood; so much blood everywhere. Someone picked him up and a strange sensation filled the air around him. Then darkness and relief.

That was how Remus had been introduced into the magical world. His parents had tried to hide the magic from him until he was old enough to understand what it was. Unfortunately fate didn't plan it that way and he had to learn about the dark side of magic rather quickly. There were positives to his curse he had to admit to himself. He got awesome wolf senses all the time; great sight, hearing, and a sense of smell. He got to eat a LOT of food and never worry about getting fat. He was a fantastic runner, could run nonstop for hours and never get tired. Of course there were the downsides like not touching silver and people judging him and such, being called an animal and people wanting to put him down. His mother would always hold his hand and smile at him as she handed him a piece of chocolate. She would tell him to not listen to those people, that he was so much more special than they realized.

Hearing a loud snore coming from one of the beds in the room, Remus decided it was time to go to bed. Classes started tomorrow and he would never make his family proud if he slept in on the first day of class! Tucking himself in bed and looking at the moon, Remus fell asleep thinking about how his brother was right about a squid and stairs. Sleep overcoming nerves Remus passed out dreaming of moons and magic and what could lay ahead.