This is my first proper fanfic, so please don't judge! Sorry for some slight changes in canon. This will eventually be a slash fic. Yaoi. Gay people. Don't like, don't read.
Chapter 1: The Beginning
"R. J. Lupin" said the name on the shabby-looking suitcase. Beside it, a small, nervous-looking boy waited with equally nervous-looking parents peering around anxiously behind him. It was a big day for all of them. They stood on platform nine-and-three-quarters, staring at the Hogwarts express that the boy was about to board.
Now, Remus, that boy, wasn't normal even by wizard standards. Yes, if you haven't guessed by now, this is THAT Hogwarts Express. No, he had a dark, dark secret, which, if anyone else knew, would make them run for their lives. Remus Lupin was a WEREWOLF.
His frayed clothes and tattered suitcase betrayed his parents' rather impoverished state. Not that their own clothes fared much better. They were not just nervous, they were petrified of sending Remus' werewolfy self to Hogwarts, but they had been unable to cure him inspite of repeated tries throughout the five, almost six years since he had been bitten, and had to be satisfied with Headmaster Albus Dumbledore's assurances and plans for the Full Moon. However, Remus had nevertheless been thrilled to be accepted despite his "condition".
After that followed a month of frenzied rush- dashing to Diagon Alley for wand, supplies, books, robes; madly packing and unpacking till it all fit perfectly; cramming his brains with spells and History…. But it was ever so exciting for Remus, who had never expected, even in his wildest dreams, to be going where he was today. His parents- muggleborn mother and pureblood father- had both gone to Hogwarts, and had raved about it to Remus, who had listened wistfully, longingly; knowing that after being bitten by Fenrir Greyback, foulest of all werewolves, at the tender, innocent age of six, he had no chance of going there. His parents put on a brave face, but inside, when he voiced his fears, they had agreed. They loved Remus, but not everyone knew how gentle he was. They would think him a monster! So they did nothing, not even when they hurt inside, hearing him howl with pain, the pain.
Hence Remus being ecstatic about getting the letter of acceptance from Hogwarts.
So here Remus stood. He hugged his parents, his mother's eyes watery with unshed tears threatening to spill out, and waved goodbye. He stepped bravely onto the train, lugging his heavy suitcase behind him.
He was nervous, but he resolved to be confident and make friends, but also not to EVER tell anyone of his secret. He wasn't that stupid. The first few compartments were full, so he walked past them to the empty compartment he could see at the end of the corridor. He heaved a sigh of relief as he sank thankfully into the seat and pushed his suitcase beneath the seat.
He drifted off into a peaceful slumber, the first in the last few days of nervous tension and excitement.