A/N: Hi guys! This is a story that I've had sitting on my computer for a while now, that I've decided to reformat..and in some chapters rewrite, and post. Unfortunately, I hit a block at around chapter twelve. But I'm hoping that posting what I have done already, will motivate me to finish it, since this story has been in my mind for a really long time. Thanks for checking it out!
A small boy with sandy hair sat by the sea shore. The weather looked as if it were about to rain, and the wind was gusting, but he didn't care, he was angry. His parents had made him come to this stupid cottage by the sea shore, when all he wanted to do was stay at home in his bedroom.
He lived a horrible life now, ever since his father had insulted Fenrir Greyback. In retaliation Fenrir had bitten him, and he had since been a werewolf. He of course wasn't allowed to go to a normal muggle school, and since he was too young to go to Hogwarts he had spent most of his time alone, or in the company of his parents. His parents, they had been working very hard to find a cure for his terrible lycanthropy, but the boy just wished that they would accept it as he had. They had planned this trip to the coast of France to take his mind off of things.
So far he had to admit that he had enjoyed himself, he loved the feeling of the sun on his skin, and he rather enjoyed swimming in the pale blue surf. But this evening he had walked in on his parents plotting to go in search of a medicine man here, and the boy had ran out of the cottage in a fit of rage.
"Remus! Please Remus come back!" His mother had called at him as he ran away, but he ignored her. He picked up a rock and hurled it into the angry waves, the sea that had been so inviting was now dark and treacherous.
"What are you doing out here? You'll catch your death." A small voice with a slight french accent said behind him. Remus whirled around,a small girl with long thick dark hair and shocking grey eyes was staring back at him. She had deathly pale skin, and she looked about the same age as him.
"I don't care. What are you doing out here? Your a girl, your more delicate then me." Remus said putting a hand on his hip. He didn't have time to talk to some stupid girl.
"I'm not delicate!" She said glaring at him "Besides, I'm running away." She finished matter of factly. Remus was intrigued, maybe he could run away too, away from his parents.
"Oh really? Where are you going?" He asked looking at her.
"I'm going to England. My mum went to school there, and I want to go to school there too, although I'll have to wait until I'm eleven. I suppose I could find somewhere to live until then." She said thoughtfully, she must have forgotten that she wouldn't have any where to go once she got there.
"I'm from England." Remus said simply before throwing another rock into the churning sea.
"Why are you running away anyway?" He asked "I hate my parents." She said as she pushed some sand around with her foot.
"Me too." Remus said wondering if everybody's parents were horrible, or if some people were lucky.
"What'd they do to you?" He asked looking over at her again. She lifted up her shirt a little, revealing pale skin with a large angry bruise across her stomach. Remus winced back in shock, the center of the bruise was dark purple and it slowly faded out to a green color at the edges, it took over most of her stomach.
"Merlin." He gasped, maybe his parents weren't so horrible after all.
"What's your name?" She asked him as she lowered her shirt and smoothed it over her stomach.
"Remus, What's yours?" There was a shouting in the distance "Annabel Lee." She said quickly and a tall man with large square shoulders tore down the beach towards them.
"Get home. Now." He said glaring at Annabel, she nodded and looked at the floor as she followed him away from Remus, but not before she slipped a small note in his hand. 'Meet me here again tomorrow night. Same time.'
Remus shuddered, she probably wouldn't even be alive then.
Remus had gone back to his parents and apologized shortly after Annabel had walked away from him. They accepted his apology, and agreed to try and accept Remus for what he was, werewolf and all. He had decided that he shouldn't tell his parents about Annabel, he didn't know why, but he felt that she should be a secret. The next night was clear and warm, and Remus' parents surprisingly didn't object to him leaving by himself. He suspected that they had wanted to give him some breathing room since he had blown up yesterday. When he reached the spot on the beach she was already there waiting for him, sitting in the sand and gazing out at the sea.
"You came." She said simply looking over at him, she had a tone of surprise. Remus noticed that she had a large gash underneath her eye.
"Yeah, well, It's not like I had anything else to do." He said kind of awkwardly sitting down next to her.
"Why does he do that to you?" Remus asked, indicating the cut on her face.
"I don't know. It makes him feel better I guess." She said drawing a line in the sand with her finger. Remus frowned, she had the worst parents ever, much worse then his.
"That's not fair though!" He said scowling at the sand.
"Life isn't fair. It's not fair that they do that to me, and it's not fair that you're a werewolf." She said glancing at him. Remus' mouth hung open in shock.
"You know? You know and your not scared?" He asked, his eyes as wide as dinner plates
"Of course I'm not scared. What's to be scared of? It's not the full moon, it's not as if you'll hurt me now." She said shrugging.
They spent a long time talking that night, and they met every night after that. Remus was glad to have a friend, and she seemed to feel the same way. The last night of the Lupins holiday Remus waited until his parents were asleep before sneaking out of the little cottage. He climbed out of his window, with a sandwich wrapped in a napkin for Annabel, she was always hungry. He was excited to see her tonight, he always looked forward to their talks, she wasn't like any of the other girls that he had ever met. She liked to talk about things like quidditch, and she liked to read her parents books on magic, just like he did. When Remus got to the beach it was empty, she usually got there before he did so he was a little surprised. After half an hour he began to get nervous, what if she had gotten caught sneaking out? After an hour Remus was really starting to get anxious.
"Remus? What are you doing out here?" Remus heard his father say from next to him.
"Nothing. I just thought I would get out for a little air." He lied looking up at his father.
"Well come along now, your mother will be having a fit." Mr. Lupin said pulling his son up.
Remus grudgingly followed, making a large dent in the sand as he got up so that Annabel would know that he had at least been there. Remus followed his father silently back to the dark cottage, and wasn't surprised when his parents magically locked his bedroom window and door so that he wouldn't go wandering off again. He couldn't wait until he got his wand and would be able to undo simple magic like that. He kicked his dresser, now he wasn't going to be able to say goodbye to Annabel. He collapsed on his bed and fell into a night of fitful sleep.