AN- JAMES AND LILY FIGHT VOLDEMORT AND WIN (VOLDIE GOT FRIENDLY WITH A GRAVE)! THERE IS NO TONKS EVER!I have been reading fan fiction for about a year now. But as of late my interest has deteriorated. I came to this conclusion, all the women in all the stories I have read, are beautiful. They might have blemishes or birth marks but all are beautiful in that preconceived Barbie way. So I put myself and my fantasies into the following story. A plus sized girl who falls for her young teacher. But what happens when the worlds view about beauty interferes?

Taylor's POV

Growing up was never easy for me. I was born and raised in Bedford, Ky, a small town 45 minutes north of Louisville. In the August of 1992 I attended my first day at Greenhouse Elementry School, my genetic make-up was instantly known. My mother's side of the family gave me the butt and the slow metabolism. My dad's side gave me the 3.93333 GPA. So from the begining I was labeled as an overweight nerd. Kindergarden through second grade wasn't that bad, kids hadn't been exposed to MTV yet. Therefore their haughty snotty attitudes had yet to be developed.

Thrid grade was when the name calling hit. At first it hurt, then it rubbed off on me. I became the typical bully. A kid who was so insecure with theirself they had to pick on others to make them selves feel better. Looking back on those times now I can't believe how much of a superficial brat I was and am truely ashamed of myself. I went through Elementry school as a bully. I soon discovered that I shouldn't judge people for their outward appearence. Little did I know that I was going to be judged by mine in the upcoming future, horribly.

You may be wondering, where are her friends? You could say I had "friends" but really they were just kids like me who I could find a common bond with. Outcats who didn't fit in but were to stupid to realize that fact. My "friends" back then wouldn't stick up for me,or encourage me, they basically didn't act like friends should; though I wasn't much better. Upon entering middle school my definition of friendship changed dramatically because in seventh grade, I met Holly.

It was our fourth or fifth day of transition math class with Ms.Brennor. I arrived for class and was too afraid to sit in the back but I also wasn't going to sit in the very front. There was one open seat left in the second row (there were only 3 rows) so I immediately raced to it and sat down. After strategically organizing my book overload and situating myself I looked to see who I was sitting next to. I took in her brilliant red curly hair and her amazing earrings. But onced my eyes roamed her figure ( I did this to compare, I AM NOT GAY, but I have no problme with homosexuals either) I felt an bond begin to form. She had the same plush figure as me and I was happy to not be alone. I continued to eye ball her hair, which I was extremely envious of, but then the book she was reading caught my eye. For the first time I had no troubles starting a conversasion with someone.

"No way! YOU'RE reading twilight! I love that book!" I squealed.

She glanced up breifly, "Uh Huh," she mumbled. Then she glanced back down at the book with a look of annoyance on her face.

"So, what part are you at?"

She heaved a heavy sigh and turned to face me. "You know the part where they're in the meadow for the first time? THAT'S where I'm at so if you don't mind..." and with that she turned back to her book.

"Oh I get it I get it. You're at a really good part and want me to...shut...up...sorry." I flushed red and immediately busied myself with finding a pencil in my purse. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her put the book away and felt bad for ruining the moment for her. The I heard her speak again.

"So do you like Emmett or Edward better?"

I could have done a dance I was so happy. "Honestly I don't care for Edward, I like Jacob wayyyy too much. Emmett is awesome too, definately a close second."

"WHAT! Are you KIDDING me?! You don't like Edward? Are you sick?!," she yelped. Luckily, Ms.Brennor was in the hallway and the bell hadn't rung yet.

"Oh come on! Edward is such pacifist. He is way to eriely calm about everything and he has that way appearing out of nowhere! I mean I get that he has the whole Mr.Darcy thing going for him but I just what to hit him with and Oxford English Dictionary and yell 'SHOW EMOTION'. That's why I like Jacob he's persistant and passionate."

"It's not creepy it's romantic," she said it as if it was obvious, "and he's calm becuase he's trying to patient and in control around her, HELLO VAMPIRE. Plus the whole mystery thing is a total turn on."

"But-" I was about to present my rebutle when a third voice broke through the conversation.

"Ladies that is enough! If you two can't control yourselves then I suggest you take out in the hallway." Ms.Brewer sure knows how to put a damper on things.

We both turned to the whiteboard and mumbled a "sorry" as we tried to hide our obvious embarrassment. After Ms. Brennor resumed to teaching I turned and whispered to her, "my name's Taylor." and she said "hi I'm Holly." We became the best of friends and four years later, we still are.

Remus POV

Being bitten by Greyback was never the highlight of my life as you might guess. Being a mere boy of 5 years old and being called filthy blood was like reality was smacking me in the face. I was awaken out of my childish ideas of that life was fair and people were nice magic was beautiful. Don't get me wrong, magic is beautiful but like all things, it can be ugly. Suddenly, my mom and dad were hesitant to let me play on the back porch let alone at the park. I wasn't allowed to go to school or to talk to anybody. When the first full moon came I thought I was being punished for being a bad boy. So I cried and sobbed to my dad that I was sorry and that I would be good. As he held me, I felt sobbs shaking him and knew that he was crying too. As I got older I understood more and more about the wizarding world and its prejudiced ways. More importantly, I came to understand about my furry problem. When I turned eleven, my mom and dad gave me party as they did every year. Just Mom, Dad, and I. Except this, year someone unexpected poped in. I mean literally he poped right into our living room out of nowhere. My reaction was "whoah!" My Dad's was somewhat different.

"Albus, what are you doing here?" my dad question the tall, white bearded man.

"Ah John, you see, I have come with great news for young Remus here. You see, the faculty at Hogwarts and myself have decided it would be wise to have your son as a student at our school," he calmly replied.

"Albus, you know Remus can't go there because of his illness! The parents and students would never allow it. He could hurt somebody!"

The man referred to as Albus and his eyes twinkled with humor and wisdom. "But you see, we have devised a plan that would allow Remus to attend the school safely."

I looked up to my dad, for my mom had left the room in an angered hurry, confused as to what the old man was talking about. My dad looked down at me with sorrow and love and I felt my self grow still under his intense gaze. Slowly dad turned his head back to Albus and questioned, "How?"

The old man smiled and from there he went on to share and elaborate plan with my father involving a Whomping Willow and secret passageway. When the man stopped talking he looked at my father with hopeful eyes and my father stared back with wary ones. Slowly my dad turned towards me a said, "If you want to you can go."

"I want to."

From there I went onto attend school at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I was placed in a house called Slytherin and shared a room with four other boys my age. They were:

Sirius Black, who seemed to have a temper problem and was NOT happy to be there.

James Potter, a friendly boy talked non stop about quiditch and how much he hated Slytherin house.

Frank Longbottom, who had a knack for herbology and was a quite, nice kid.

Peter Pettigrew, a slightly overweight boy who was more of a follower and seemed quite jumpy.

James, Sirius, Peter, and I became greta friends during our second year. Not long after they became aware of my monthly demon and suprised me. They each became animagi instead being revolted by me. James was the stag, Sirius a black, shaggy dog, and Peter a rat (which kind of fit). From theere we dubbed ourselves the Mauderers, a grouped dedicated to mischeif and mayhem. In our seventh year we became aware of the one who called himself Lord Voldemort and not long after that, Peter started to drift from us. We thought nothing of it at the time but not 3 years later would we realize our grave mistake. Our school years were filled with pranks, at least Sirius's and James's were, and overall friendship. I was the brain, Sirius the playboy, James was the "good natured" one if you will, and Peter basically followed James and Sirius. By the end of seventh year James had go the girl Lily, who he had been after since forever. Not too long after graduation I found myself at their wedding standing beside Sirius as one of the ushers. Things went down hill from there. The war was raging and I signed up for the Order of the Pheonix along with James, Sirius, Lilly, and Peter. Others from Hogwarts joined too such as Frank and Alice Longbottom and Severus Snape. 10 months passed and Lily and James found themselves immersed in the ways of parenthood. While Sirius found his self playing the spoiling godfather part and I just loved belonging to a family again. One by one our friends died off. I was out desperately trying to find a job when a patronus came to me and informed me of the battle at James and Lilly's. I rushed to thier aid only to find they had it under wraps. Voldemort's horcruxes had previously been destroyed (unbeknowist to him) and now he was offically dead. I hugged James and Lily and kissed the top of Harry's head. As I surveyed the household damage I heard a deranged yet familiar voice.

"Please Remus! You have to believe me, I didn't mean to! The DarK Lord mmmaaadddeee me! He was going to kill me!"

I turned away from the disgusting voice of Peter, ashamed of having ever befriending him and trusting him, and continued on.

Weeks passed after the attack and the war quieted down. Death Eaterswere caught and placed in Azkaban and the world was slowly succumbing to the idea of peace. But I still had yet to find a job. When I caught wind of teaching jobs available in the U.S. my interest was gained. I made a long distance phone call to Greenville High School and faxed my resume. They replied back immediately and said they would love to have me.

I had always wanted to be a teacher and they didn't care if I was a werewolf or not. So I gathered my few possessions, said goodbye to my friends, promised to visit often, and flew by broom to Kentucky. They immediately excepted me to teach literature which I was more than happy to do. It was a non magical school but just the mere idea of teaching young minds got me excited so I was happy.

Thanks for reading! This is my first fic so if you have any suggestions jsut let me know. Nest chapter she meets Remus so please don't yell at me! This was just her introduction. Next chapter JUICY STUFF!

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