I don't own Harry Potter or any of those characters. Terry Lupin, Melissa Lupin and Albert Lupin are mine. Reviews are welcome, flames mean more s'mores!!!!
I stretched and sighed. It was the middle of July and today I was moving to London. Right now I live in Salem, Massachusetts. My closet family is in Las Vegas, but my grandfather, the great Albert Lupin, lives among muggles so him having me there would create problems, especially because I go to wizard school.
My name is Terry Lupin, I am the granddaughter of Albert Lupin, the creator of the Wolfsbane potion. Albert Lupin had two children, a son and a daughter. Melissa Lupin is my mother and the reason I am moving to London. She disappeared a few days ago and my grandfather wants me to leave Salem. Remus Lupin is my uncle, I'm going to live with him until I start school.
Uncle Remus has spoken with Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Prof. Dumbledore said that I could go to school at Hogwarts. Though it is unusual for a student to transfer to another school, he allowed it because of my grades. At least that is what Uncle Remus wrote in his letter.
Personally, I believe it was potions grade that got me in. I've always had a passion for potion making, and I've been experimenting with it since I was five. My potions grade reflected that. In fact, I have been experimenting with potions all summer. In the past few months I've developed a theory of potion making.
While experimenting this summer, I think I've made a breakthrough. Though purely theoretical, I think I've created a potion that is even stronger than Wolfsbane. It will allow for its drinker to remain in their human form during the full moon. I've sent the recipe to my grandfather and he said it is possible that it will work. Uncle Remus said that he would be willing to try it and I got a letter from the Ministry of Magic in London saying that they wanted to be there when it was first tried. I don't know how the news got out so quickly, but it's not a bad thing.
Slowly, I sat up and looked out my window. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" I asked surprised, I was supposed to be alone in the house.
The door opened and I saw my Uncle Remus. He smiled at me.
"I do believe that you are running late Terry." He scolded gently.
"Oops." I looked at the clock.
"Take your time. We're traveling by floo powder so whenever you're ready."
"Thanks Uncle Remus." I smiled before getting up and hugging him.
"I'll be down in the living room." He told me before leaving me to get changed.
I sighed before turning toward the shower. Fortunately, I'd packed all of my stuff last night so I didn't have to rush around trying to gather it up. Within five minutes I had showered and dressed. Looking at my bag, I gave it a loathsome look before pulling it toward the door. It had all of my things in it, including my cauldron and was extremely heavy.
As I dragged it into the living room, I saw Uncle Remus stand up.
"What's in that thing?" He asked me as I dropped it in the middle of the floor, panting.
"Everything." I replied, out of breath.
"Well, let's get going." He said, dragging the bag over to the fire place.
There was a roaring fire there and he pulled a little bit of powder out of his pocket and threw it into the fire. The flame became green and he turned back toward me.
"We're going to Princes' Corner, remember to speak clearly. I don't want you to go to Africa or some other weird place." He instructed me.
"Alright." I responded as I stepped into the fire. "Princes' Corner."
There was a green glow all around me and I felt myself thrown down into a fireplace. Then I heard a pop and saw Uncle Remus standing outside the fireplace with my bag. I coughed before standing up and stepping out of the fireplace. Uncle Remus smiled.
"I can't wait until I can aparate." I grumbled as I brushed the soot off my clothes.
"This way." He smiled at me before leading me up a flight of rickety stairs toward a door. "That's my room," he pointed to a door at the end of the corridor. "This is yours." he pointed in front of them. "Feel free to come get me if you need anything."
"Thanks," I said before hugging him and dragging my bag into my room.
The room wasn't much smaller than the one I slept in back in Salem. It had a twin bed at the far side and a dresser next to the door. All of the walls were unpainted wood and the floor creaked underneath my feet.
I heaved my bag onto the bed and unzipped it. Inside was all of my clothes, books, and other miscellaneous stuff. Of course it wasn't neat, I mean I am sixteen. Sighing, I pulled out my robes and folded them before putting them in one of the drawers of the dresser. My books were placed on a bookcase next to my bed and my potions stuff was put on a small desk in the corner. As soon as all of my junk was out of the suitcase, I shoved it underneath my bed.
I plopped down on my bed and closed my eyes. Uncle Remus didn't have a job so I was surprised when he said that he was going to take care of me. Grandfather is probably giving him the money. Werewolves can't get jobs because of a new law here in England. Personally, I think it is crap, but I'm not the Minister of Magic.
Sighing, I opened my eyes and looked out the window. This is going to be a new future, I just hope it's better than my past.