Hi, everyone! This is the story of Remus Lupin's years as a marauder in Hogwarts. Enjoy! :D
Remus Lupin sat at the kitchen table in his little cottage in the French countryside, pushing his breakfast porridge around in his plate. It was already mid-July, and while Remus wished with all his heart that he would be let into the best wizarding school in Europe, Hogwarts, deep down he felt, he knew, that he wouldn't get his acceptance letter. No one wants a werewolf in their school, he thought sadly, with a touch of bitterness. He had been to Diagon Alley on vacation once, and had overheard a wizard talking about werewolves and their atrocity.
The memory of it made his stomach contract with unhappiness. Remus sighed at the remembrance; it made him feel unworthy of even being alive. It had certainly ruined the trip. Werewolves, the vile creatures, the man had said. Can't trust the lot of them. Sure, they may look alluring, but it's a nasty trap. They lure you in, and kill you. Never trust a werewolf. You will regret it.
Remus and his family had gone back to France that very day. Nothing Remus's parents said had made him feel any better. He now knew how werewolves were treated in society, and he already somewhat hated himself for it. All this before his age of a mere 11 years.
Remus was brought back to the present with a start. An incessant tapping was coming from the window! His amber-gold eyes quickly darted in the direction of the tapping, and he gasped at the sight.
A beautiful brown owl was rapping on the windowpane with his beak, which held a crisp white envelope. Remus abandoned his now cold porridge and ran towards the window. He threw it open easily and the owl flew inside and landed on the kitchen table.
Remus hurried towards the owl and relieved it of the letter. His heart jumped into his throat when he saw that the letter was addressed to him, and then his heart skipped a beat when he saw the Hogwarts coat of arms on the back.
"Maman ! Venir ici ! J'ai obtenu une letter de Hogwarts !" Remus yelled excitedly in French. Mama! Come here! I've gotten a letter from Hogwarts! His mother ran into the room, her eyes bright with excitement and disbelief.
"Bien, Remy? L'ouvrir!" She cried back. Well, Remy? Open it! Remus tore open the envelope but made sure not to rip the contents inside. He pulled out 3 pieces of parchment and looked at the one on top.
He read the letter:
Dear Mr. Remus Lupin,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We await your return owl, which will inform us if you are attending. If you are indeed going to be coming to our school, you must go to Kings Cross Station on the first of September, platform 9 3/4. There is a list enclosed which will inform you of your school supplies. Do not come to school without them.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Remus threw the letter at his mother and let out a happy yell. His mother quickly scanned the letter and also screamed. She grabbed Remus in a tight embrace and ran her hands through his hair.
They danced around the kitchen like that for a few minutes, before they remembered that there had been three pieces of parchment that Remus had pulled out, not just one.
They walked back over to where the letters lay. Remus picked up the piece of parchment that held his school supplies and sat down in his chair, perusing the list. His mother took the other letter. It read:
Dear Mrs. Lupin,
Hello, I am Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster at Hogwarts. I am aware of Remus's condition as a werewolf, but I have decided that a talent like his would have been too good to pass up. Remus's condition has already been thought of, and I will explain to him in further detail what will happen on the nights of the full moon when he arrives in Hogwarts.
Have a wonderful rest of summer holiday.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Remus's mother reread the letter again. Her son was going to Hogwarts! She looked at her beautiful son, the one who had struggled so much since his bite. Her son had always been cute, but his transformation into a werewolf had made him stunning.
Her eyes swept over him, taking in his pale skin, his warm golden-amber eyes. His lovely, slightly long hair, the color of faded ochre. He had a slight build and was somewhat thin. Transformations took a lot out of her little boy. Scars littered his entire body.
Remus looked up at his mother, eyes shining.
"Que fait-" he started to say, until his mother cut him off in English.
"Now, Remus, you must start speaking in English again. I know it's been a while since you last needed to, but Hogwarts is in England after all. No one there will be speaking French to you." His mother registered the look of fright in her son's eyes before it vanished and he smiled.
Remus Lupin's canines were slightly sharper than most people's.
"Okay mother," Remus began in English, with a prominent French accent. "What does the second letter say?" He looked at her expectantly.
Remus's mother smiled back at him. "It says that you will have a talk with the headmaster upon your arrival, in which you will discuss what will happen on the night of the full moon."
Her son nodded, a look of dread now on his face. "Mother, what if someone finds out what I am? Will I even be able to make friends?" His face had now adopted a stricken look. "What if people recognize me for what I am right away?"
Remus's mother shot him a sympathetic look and Remus closed his eyes. He felt his mother walk over to him and hug him around the shoulders tightly.
She spoke to him in French for the last time that summer.
"Ne pas craindre, mon peu l'un. Vous ferez beaucoup d'amis, et chacun aura de la chance et reconnaissant pour avoir votre amitié, pour vous êtes un garçon très spécial. Vous êtes la personne la plus courageuse que je sais, et les gens autour de vous verront cela. S'ils ne font pas, c'est leur perte. Ils auront manqué la personne la plus importante dans ma vie, et le meilleur ami qu'une personne pourrait avoir."
Do not fear, my little one. You will make many friends, and each will be fortunate to have your friendship, for you are a very special boy. You are the bravest person I know, and the people around you will see that. If they don't, it is their loss. They will have missed out on knowing the most important person in my life, and the best friend a person could have.
Yay, the first chapter is finished! This story will be told from Remus's point of view, I think. That is subject to change but it is most likely what will happen.
Sorry if the French is incorrect; I don't speak the language fluently (or even at all, really) so just PM me or tell me in a review if something is wrong.
Review! : )