18/11/12: Has been edited and updated.
This is the longer blurb that I did, that wouldn't fit in :L
Remus Lupin begins his journey at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He finally has three real friends who don't discriminate him, and a place that he finally fits in. It's going brilliantly. Then students start to go missing, and Remus discovers two things; trust your own instincts above all else, and that battling the unknown is one of the the hardest things to do.
Preface ~ The Letter
The boy named Remus John Lupin lazed around in his back garden; a book lay splayed open on his chest that moved slightly with his slow breathing. His arms were folded behind his head, and rocked side-to-side in his netted hammock. The sun was beaming down on him from the cloudless sky, although he had to wear a thick jacket, it being March. March 10th, to be exact. The day he turned 11. It was about 2:30 in the afternoon, and his Hogwarts Letter still hadn't come yet. He wasn't fussed. He had been born at exactly 3:43 pm, so he wasn't expecting it until then. The rocking motion of the hammock was making him dozy, and as his fingers drifted over his scarred collar as his eyes slid shut.
'Remus? Remus! GET UP!'
'Gah!'
Remus woke with a start and tumbled out of the hammock, landing heavily on the floor on his hands and knees. His mother was stood at the back door to the house, holding a letter carefully in her hand and smiling as he scrambled to his feet. 'Is it here?' he asked excitedly. She simply held out the letter. Remus skimmed through it quickly, but, when he finished, his smile faded. 'But... Can I really go?' He looked up into his mother's brown eyes that had filled with tears. She still wasn't used to him being a werewolf. She tried to speak, but got choked up. Instead, she just passed him a piece of parchment, that was covered in a loopy handwriting.
Dear Remus Lupin,
My name is Albus Dumbledore, and I am Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Your father wrote to me about your condition, and asked if you could still attend Hogwarts. I am here to tell you that, thanks to new safety measures, you can. You have a place to transform each month and I cannot see any reason why you may not attend Hogwarts like anyone else. I look forward to seeing you on September 1st.
Yours,
Albus Dumbledore.
Remus looked up into the tearful eyes of his mother and was unable to keep a huge grin from his face. 'Mum... I'm going to Hogwarts!'
