Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Warning: There will be slash. For you first timers that means boy on boy action. Not your thing? Enjoy the humor of my other story, Breakfast & Sirius' Rant. No slash there.

I Am His Princess

Chapter 1

"Good morning class." Professor McGonagall looked at her fourth year Gryffindor class with something akin to pride in her eyes. "I have an announcement. We have a transfer student from France joining our school. I know it is the beginning of October, but this is a bit of an odd situation. He should be arriving shortly. In the meantime," some of the class groaned, "we will continue our study of animal to animal transfigurations."

Remus was trembling. He wanted nothing more than to bolt out of the teacher's lounge. He was waiting nervously for his guide to come and take him to his class. A couple of students had already come in to talk to a professor, and accidentally seen him and gave him some weird looks. He was not feeling at ease and the sound of the door banging open did nothing to calm his nerves. He turned to see who it was.

"Hello, Remus. I'm Professor Rorret. Sorry about being so late. I had a pressing matter to attend to." She spoke very quickly, trying to catch her breath. Remus saw her pressing a stitch in her side. She stood up properly before speaking again. This time more slowly. "I'm sorry to inform you that you'll be late to your first hour class. Who do you have?"

Remus looked down at the crumpled schedule in his sweaty hand. "Umm… Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall."

"Oh! Good. I get along pretty well with her. If you had said Trelawny, I'm sorry, but I would've just let you find that on your own." She started laughing before she looked up and saw Remus' petrified face. "I just joking. Relax," she put her hand on his shoulder and shook him a bit, "you'll be just fine here."

Remus let go a little breath, and felt the tension in back melt a little. Well, he thought, at least not all of the Professors are male.

When his parents had first let him know that he had been accepted to Hogwarts, he was really excited. Hogwarts was well known to be the best all boys school in Western Europe. He wished he could've gotten to Britain sooner, but there were things his parents had to deal with in France. He was lucky it was just one month, and not three.

"Well, come along then. McGonagall does have a breaking point on tardiness." With that, Remus followed Professor Rorret to his class. He was in awe of the size of Hogwarts. Moving staircases, hidden doors, some that lead to nowhere. Not that he'd never seen a magic school before, it was just that his French school was the equivalent to a shack compared to Hogwarts.

When they arrived to the classroom, Professor Rorret knocked lightly before opening the door. "I've got the student. Sorry about the delay."

Remus saw the older woman wave away Professor Rorret's apology.

"It's not a problem. Please send him in."

Rorret nodded then backed out of the door. "Good luck, kid." She whispered into his ear as she gave him a little push into the classroom. She waved at McGonagall before departing, leaving Remus confused and alone at the front of the class. He suddenly became very aware of the stares he was getting. The stares were definitely more than just interest in a new student. He caught snippets of what the boys were saying to each other.

"He's perfect for…"

"He kinda…"

"Not bad!"

Any reassurance that Professor Rorret had given him, was disappearing quickly. He suddenly felt like a rabbit in a wolf den. He had to fight his instinct to run to the door, yank it open, sprint to the Entrance Hall and then run all the way back home and hide under his nice, warm covers and never come here again.

Instead, he forced himself to stand at the front of the room until he was given his seat. He was directed to an empty seat next to a boy with wind swept black hair.

Remus sat down slowly, still very aware of all the stares he got.

"Hi there!" Remus jumped and his knocked his books to the floor. There was light laughter around the room. And little exclamations like 'how cute!' Remus was still trying to catch his breath as the boy introduced himself. "My name is James Potter! Nice to meet you."

Remus took James' extended hand and shook it. "Remus Lupin. Can I ask you something?" James nodded, wondering what Remus could want to know. "What's wrong with the people here?" James looked confused.

"What do you mean wrong?"

Remus deadpanned slightly. Is he being intentionally dense? "In case you haven't noticed, I'm getting way more attention than what a normal transfer student gets."

James smiled. "It's because you're cute!" Remus turned to look at him again, eyes wide.

"What did you say?"

"You're cute! Cute boys get a lot of attention around here! You better get used to it!"

Remus suddenly realized what an idiot he was for not taking his opportunity to run for it. Oh well, he thought, exhausted, maybe I'll get a chance later on.

The rest of the day went on fairly well. Besides the strange, lingering stares of his fellow students Remus thought the school was pretty nice. The worst part had been lunch. He had sat down only to be approached by a good sized group of boys. They started bombarding him with questions and asking him weird questions. He had been so scared, he froze. When one of the guys touched his shoulder, he shoved the boy, then bolted for the exit.

It was time to go to dinner now and his stomach was protesting his plan to just skip it. As a pang went though him he remembered he had been too nervous to eat breakfast either. He dragged his feet. He didn't want to face the whole school again. He was considering owling home for food when he heard a ruckus from behind him. Remus turned around only to see a blonde boy being chased by a group of about six other boys.

The boy being pursued spotted Remus and grabbed his wrist as he ran by. Remus felt himself dragged around a corner then pushed behind a tapestry, with the other boy pressed up against him. Remus was too in shock to do anything.

They heard the group of boys run by, and then the chased boy looked out. "Whew!" He said letting out a breath. "They're gone. Thank Merlin!" He turned to give Remus a grin. "Hi my name is Joshua Kellins." He held out his hand and Remus shook it. "Who are you?"

They released hands. "I'm Remus Lupin. I just arrived here today."

A look of interest showed on Joshua's face. "Oh, you must be the transfer student people were talking about."

"They're already talking that much about me?" Remus said in a slightly pained tone.

"Don't worry, by the end of the week you should be old news. Unless, of course, you're chosen…" Josh trailed off with a far off look.

"Chosen for what?" Remus was getting worried. Hogwarts was getting weirder and weirder.

The bright smile suddenly returned to Josh's face. "Nothing to worry about! You'll be fine! What house are you in?"

"Umm…" Remus was trying to remember. He was able to recall a hat putting him into a house, he just couldn't remember which. "I can't remember. I'm in the same house as some guy named," he paused, "James Potter."

"Oh, that's Gryffindor. I'm in Hufflepuff. We're in the same year! Probably would be better for you here if you were a fifth year."

Remus was getting tired of this. Why couldn't things just be explained out right? He restrained himself from asking and felt the hunger pangs in his stomach. He doubled over when a particularly painful one passed through him. Josh looked at him worriedly.

"You ok?"

Remus shook his head. "No. I skipped lunch. Too much attention."

Josh nodded understandingly. "Here, I'll show you something a friend of mine let me in on." He took Remus wrist again and pulled him along the hallway, though at a more comfortable pace this time.

They went down a few staircases until they came to a dead ended hallway. Remus glanced at Josh to make sure this was the right place. Josh stopped in front of a painting if a bowl of fruit. He reached up with the hand not holding Remus and tickled the pear. Remus was stunned as the pear giggled then turned into a door handle. Josh grinned at his captive and opened the door dragging Remus in after him.

Remus couldn't believe his eyes. There were house elves running to and fro setting food down on tables that mirrored the ones in the Great Hall. One of them noticed the two boys and squeaked. It ran over along with three others.

"Students!" The elf cried. "You are intended to eat your meals in the great Hall. But if it would more to your liking, we would be honored if you ate here with us."

Josh looked kindly down at the elf. "We would prefer to eat here."

"Then, please, kindly follow me." The elf began walking away, and the boys fell into step behind him. He led them to a cozy corner occupied by only two chairs and a table. Josh finally released Remus as they sat.

The elf bowed and asked the two boys. "What would the sirs like?" Remus hadn't eaten in the Great Hall so he wasn't sure what to get. Josh seemed to sense Remus' unease and ordered pumpkin juice and chicken potpie.

"Is there anything else the sirs would like Wezen to get?"

Josh paused thinking.

"Can I get apple pie with vanilla ice cream?" Remus asked before Josh could complete his thought. His mother had always made him this dessert whenever he wasn't feeling well. The elf looked at him and bowed.

"We can sir. Anything else?"

Josh shook his head and thanked Wezen before the elf disappeared into the kitchens.

Remus had been working up his courage, since Josh had first grabbed his wrist and pulled him behind a tapestry to now, to ask him what was going on in Hogwarts. "Excuse me, Josh?"

Joshua, who had been watching the elves, turned to Remus with a look of curiosity. "Umm…What's wrong with this school?" Josh was startled by the bluntness of the question, but quickly recovered with a bout of laughter.

"Yes," he said, looking at Remus through his teary eyes, "I guess we do seem like a strange bunch to you. Well, for starters, this is an all boys school."

Remus nodded. "Yes…" Inclining for Josh to continue.

"And, er, all boys have certain, how to put this, needs."

Remus looked a little confused so Josh tried to clarify.

"Boys aren't really meant to be separated from girls because girls, help, us with our, needs." Josh realized he wasn't getting through. He went for an approach he hoped Remus would get. "Boys need either to get laid, wank off, or have some one else wank them off."

Remus blushed heavily of the language this, seemingly naïve, boy used. "It has been a long standing tradition, that each year, one feminine fourth year, from each house, becomes the House Princess. They dress as a girl and cheer on the members of their house in each of their various activities. Basically, they give the boys something to wank off to."

Remus blanched.

"Here's your dinner sirs." Remus started having a coughing fit at the elf's interruption.

Wezen set down the plates, and went back to the kitchens, glancing back only to give Remus a concerned look.

"Who're the House Princesses?" Remus asked Josh over the pie.

"They haven't been decided yet. They get announced at the Halloween Ball. Then the House Princes and Princesses dance in front of the school."

"How do you know all of this?"

Josh shrugged. "I've been told I'll be the Hufflepuff Princess since first year. Obsidian Sumre has a good chance of being the Ravenclaw Princess. He's pretty cute. He always spikes up his hair, so he's called the Punky Princess, even though we haven't been chosen yet."

"What did you mean by Princes?" Remus was getting sucked farther and farther into the madness. For some reason, he was pretty calm.

"Well, if you're going to have Princesses, you need Princes too. The Princes are chosen from fourth to seventh year. They're almost always with the Princess. Mostly for the Princess' protection against forceful fans. A few boys have shone their readiness for becoming Princes. Ravenclaw is the only one where the Prince is kind of decided by now. Evyn Corvus has been the Ravenclaw Prince since his fourth year. Gryffindor and Slytherin have no obvious candidates yet. It's disappointing, but understandable. I suspect with you here, Gryffindor may have finally found its Princess."

Remus blushed under the soft smile Josh was giving him. "Er, thank you. But, um, I'm not, er, how do I say this, needing a boy right now." Josh started out of his trance and began laughing as Remus' words sunk in.

"Don't worry Remus. I'm not interested in you that way. No insult to you, but your just not my type." Remus tilted his head.

"Then what is your type?"

Joshua broke eye contact and looked beyond the stone walls. His once joyful face suddenly stoic. His voice sounded a bit broken. "I have a habit of liking the guys I know I shouldn't. I follow my heart before my mind." He turned back to Remus, a smile back on his face. "It's like I'm tied to him."

No more words were spoken, except to thank the elves and say their good nights.

"Hey Remus!" He looked back to see Josh. "If you need anything, just let me know. I feel so cool being the Gryffindor Princess' best friend!" They shared a laugh before Remus responded.

"Don't get too set on that idea! I'm not the Gryffindor Princess yet!" As he went on his way to the Gryffindor Tower, thoughts started to circle in his mind. One more prominent than the others.

What have I gotten myself into?