The Untold Story Of: The Marauders
Chapter one:The Lupins
Disclaimer- I own nothing but the story line.
Warnings: Swearing and violence… I'm not sure about slash.
It is not everyday that you wake up and see an owl at your window. Pecking and pecking and annoying the crap out of you. You try to wake up and remember why the hell there is an owl, a bloody bird, at your window. When a thought occurs to you. It is probably here for your mother. The resident Medi-Witch, Florina, or one of your brothers, Henri and Liam. Therefore, you sit up in your bed, before you hear your mother screaming her lungs up at you from downstairs to "hurry up, and get down there!" So you throw on your clothes and run as fast as your tiny legs will carry you down the rickety old stairs... only to realize that that freekin' owl is still pecking at your window. No, this does not usually happen to any old normal person, or normal family. However, you are not normal, you are the most un-normal person out of your whole family... you are Remus Lupin. Resident middle child of the Lupin family and werewolf. Although, that last thing there is a secret that no one can know.
Remus looked normal for the most part. His blonde hair was chopped short, still done by his mother. His eyes were a darkening blue. They used to sparkle in the light, however, they had been getting darker and darker as the days, years and months flew by. He had a slight tan due to living and working on the farm daily. Remus was short by his family's standards. Standing at 3 feet, 11 inches he was by far one of the shortest members of his large family.
His brother, Henri, was the oldest. He was currently eighteen and visiting his fiance in France... the Lupin's homeland. His hair was a golden blonde, and his eyes were a chocolate brown. He stood at 6 feet, 4 inches. Most of their family considered him one of the shortest members of the family.
Liam, the second oldest, had dark brown hair and bright, optimistic blue eyes. He was fifteen years old. Liam stood at 6 feet 7 inches, the same height as their father, John. He was currently attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he was at the top of his year, and was in Hufflepuff. Liam was one of the tallest members of their ever growing family.
Serenity, Remus' younger sister by a few years, was nine years old. She had long blonde hair and sky blue eyes. Everyone knew she would be accepted into Hufflepuff along with Liam. Her heart was a pure as gold; she could not even watch an animal stub their toe let alone watch a person die without interfiering. People say that she is like this because of Remus' condition.
The youngest of the five, Jackline, was five years old. She was quite devious for her age and enjoyed pranking her older siblings. However, she never pranked Remus- he was her favorite brother-, he gave her wonderful ideas though, and would even help her steal their parent's wands for the spell casting. She had slightly long black hair and brown eyes.
However, as Remus trotted down their old stairs, he encountered voices coming through the kitchen doorway. He gave the door a curious look in anticipation, what was going on in there? The voices were hushed, causing the eleven year old to become even more curious. He leaned toward the entryway... and paused.
An old man sat in his seat at the table. He wore his hair all the way down to his lower back and had crystal blue eyes that were almost always sparkling. He reminded Remus of how St. Nicholus would have looked. Remus gave the old man a calculating look. He recognized him from somewhere. "Why are you easdropping, Rem?" Liam asked quietly coming up beside him. Remus jumped and gestured his hand towards the man sitting across from their parents. Liam gasped quietly. "Why's Professor Dumbledore here?" He questioned no one in particular. Remus shrugged lightly.
Professor Dumbledore was the new Headmaster at Hogwarts. Truth be told Remus wanted to know why the Professor was there as much as Liam, however, he'd never say that. It wasn't his place.
"It is necessary, however, that we put up precautions." The Professor was saying to their parents. Mrs. Lupin nodded furiously, her blonde hair flying into her tear filled, tell-tale blue eyes.
"What ever you need Albus." John said placing his hands on his wife's shoulders. He glanced toward the entryway, and Remus tucked himself back into the corner of the wall. Liam was standing next to him. John turned his gaze back to the Headmaster.
"We cannot allow the other children at Hogwarts to be harmed. Or to know where he goes once every month. Therefore, we are having a Whomping Willow placed on the grounds, there is an underground passage, leading to a Shack near Hogsmeade." The Headmaster replied kindly.
"Is this all really necessary, sir?" John asked quietly. "Can't he just coem home during that time span?"
"He cannot miss out on his studies, John." Dumbledore answered.
"If-" Everyone's gaze turned to Florina. "If this is what needs to be done in order for Remus to recieve an education, we should allow it." She had tears in her eyes, causing the lovely blue to turn into pools of unspilled water.
"Than Remus will be the first werewolf to ever attend Hogwarts School Of Witchcrat and Wizardry." Dumblefore made a motion with his hand, and a paper appeared out of thin air. He instructed the parents to sigh the document, before having it disapear into thin air.
Meanwhile, next to the entrance to the kitchen, Liam's mouth was wide open. He watched as his little brother slid down the wall in shock. Unshed tears shined in Liam's eyes, he was so happy for Remus. He had potential, extreme potential. He could finally make friends, and he would be able to keep an eye on him at all times.
Remus' eyes were unseeing, as the whole house got blurringly quiet. He voiced his first word for the whole day, one that even Liam was wondering. "Wh- what?"