STORY CONTAINS HBP SPOILERS!
A/N: Hey, this is visualpurple, the author (duh). This is my first ever Harry Potter fanfic, so go easy on me. I know there are a billion stories out there about 'Remus' Story' and the 'Marauders' Story', and you probably think this is just like the rest of them. But I'm just going to say this takes place before the Marauders, before Hogwarts, and it focuses entirely on Remus' childhood and the obstacles he encounters. Please at least try it out, and if you do read it, PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP REVIEW! By the way, my chapters are usually pretty short. On we go!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or any of the other characters/places in the books or movies, they all belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers and are protected by copyrights.
'Brothers and sisters are as close as hands and feet' –Vietnamese Proverb
Remus Lupin was a perfectly happy little boy. His parents both loved him dearly, and he had many friends, both muggle and magic. His parents were extremely protective of him, as he was their only child. Remus had at one point in time had a little sister; her name had been Felicity. At first Remus wasn't sure he would like a sister, but once he saw her pink face and tiny toes, they were best of friends. Remus would always lend a hand when his new baby sister was learning to walk, supporting her if she wobbled; and he helped his mother feed her when she got too fussy. For some reason Felicity would calm down immediately whenever her big brother comforted her.
One fateful afternoon Felicity had wandered out into the small forest near the Lupin home all alone. Mr. Lupin realized his daughter was missing, and went searching for her in the forest. Remus never saw his little sister again. He didn't really understand where she had gone; he had only been three years old. Still, the image of his mum crying and his father; his strong, dependable father, with tears streaming down his face had been clear. Remus was miserable for almost a year afterwards, and he kept on questioning his mother, "Where Felicity? Where she go mummy?" But he never really received an answer in return, just silence and sorrow. Now Remus was five, and although he was still vaguely upset about the incident, it had faded into the back of his memory, the hurt no longer fresh in his head.
Remus jumped outside of his small home and happily scampered through the back garden, chasing butterflies and scattering startled gnomes. Remus enjoyed chasing the knobby little creatures. He would clap his hands gleefully whenever one looked grumpily up at him as it ran back into its hole. His mum didn't like it when he did that, she would scold him about gnome bites and infections. Partly because he had no clue what on earth 'infetons' were, and partly because he never listened anyway, Remus continued to chase them. Ever since Felicity had disappeared, his mother and father had been so defensive, telling Remus off if he so much as played with another child who had a small cough. Usually he would just cross his arms and pout unhappily until his mum couldn't help but laugh, or, if she were in a particularly bad mood, start yelling. One area he was never able to get away with was the forest. The Felicity incident had caused Remus' parents to forbid him from ever entering or even setting foot near the small clump of trees.
Remus never found out where his sister had gone. The investigation to find Felicity in the forest had ceased after only a few days, without explanation. This made Remus especially curious, and he had been caught peeking into the trees on a number of occasions. He was punished harshly after, unable to leave the house for a week. But Remus was only five after all. He didn't see the imminent danger, and he didn't bother to heed his parent's warnings. That was how he received the bite.
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