Chapter 1-The Lupins

"But what if no one likes me?" Remus asked our mother. He sounded whiny, and other children around the platform began to snigger, so I glared at each little git who thought it was o.k. to laugh at my brother.

"Remus, darling, you'll be fine. Just…just, be careful," Mum whispered. Even when no one could hear, we were careful when we talked. No one could learn of Remus' condition. Although to me, he was the best brother and twin a girl could have. None of that mattered to the others when you were like Remus.

"Look, if anyone gives you a hard time, they will have me to answer to," I told him. He smiled, looking embarrassed at his worries. He was always on the shy side, hiding behind those eyes that had seen too much for an eleven-year-old. Even if he wasn't the way he is….even if he wasn't a werewolf, I'd probably still be protective of him. There, I said it, he's a werewolf. Whatever. He's still my brother, the sweetest kid I know. No one can hurt him. Not if I'm around.

"I doubt having my little sister beat up the first kid that looks at me funny is going to give me a very good reputation," he countered.

"Little sister?" I cried. "By, like, seven minutes. Besides, I'm taller," I teased, sticking out my tongue. He rolled his eyes but looked a bit calmer. Forget me being protective of him. He thinks he's the one that has to take care of me. Yeah, I've got a bit of a temper, and sure, he's the only person I know who can get me to come back to Earth, but if he calls me his "little sister" one more time I'll-

"Jaqui, have you seen Romulus?'

"Huh? Romulus, oh, no, he's probably gone sulking or something."

"Jaqui, your brother's just a little depressed, that's all. You don't need to remind him of it."

"Because he's in Slytherin?" I asked, disgusted. My older brother by two years, Romulus, was the first person in my entire family ever not to be in Gryffindor. He's not, like, bad or anything, and I don't get what the big deal is or why he hates the fact that he's in Slytherin. He doesn't look like us either, he's got these brown eyes so dark they could be black, and this unruly jet-black hair, but it really doesn't matter what he looks like. My parents are fine with it. I mean their youngest son's a werewolf! He really shouldn't be complaining. I guess that's why I'm so rough on him. He says he hates being different. Try being Remus for a day.

"Jaqui? Jaaaqquuiii? Earth to Jaqui?"

"What, Remus?

"Nothing, you just keep zoning out,"

"You haven't noticed until now?' I growled, blue eyes blazing. He shook his head good-naturedly, and went to find Romulus. I zone out a lot. I thimk it's genetic or something. My mother's a Seer, and so was her grandmother. It skips a generation. But she's always lost in thought, and so am I.

"All ready, sweetheart?" Daddy asked me. "Got your trunk, all your books. Be sure to behave now, watch out for Remus too, don't do anything foolish-

"Daddy, I'll be fine. We'll both be fine," I added. He laughed nervously.

"All aboard!" the conductor called!. Wow, I'm actually going to Hogwarts! Huh. Weird feeling. Romulus hasn't told too much about it, he mostly talks about his other depressed friends. Eww.

"All right, go on ahead, darlings" Mum twittered. Darlings? Oh, Remus found Romulus. All right, let's do this.

"Don't forget to write!" Dad shouted as we were shoved apart by the crowds, and herded onto the magnificent, gleaming red train.

"We won't!" Remus called back. I merely waved, and Romulus was headed down the Slytherin passageway. Fine. Don't say goodbye. Be that way.

"Come on, let's find a compartment, it's way too crowded in here." I said to Remus. When he didn't answer, I turn around to find him staring out the window. Yeah. I zone out. "Remus!

"What?"

"Compartment, maybe?"

"Right, I'm coming, keep your pants on." As he turned and rolled his trunk, he bumped into a boy with glasses and hair just like Romulus'. The kid got mad, and so did his friend, a cocky, but (I hate to admit it) good-looking type git. I could just tell I didn't like them.

"Watch where your going, klutz," said the first boy.

"Yeah, mind your step next time, all right?" the next one jeered. Before Remus could defend himself, though he wouldn't have anyway, I stepped up.

"It was an accident," I hissed venomously, "got a problem with that four-eyes? And what about you, loser? You're his sidekick or something? No, wait, let me guess, Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum?" Both boys froze, they weren't expecting someone to fight back.

"Jaqui!" Remus said, a little upset.

"What?' I asked a little too innocently.

"You just went ballistic, that's what," the handsome one said, speaking up at last. He sounded less like a jerk, more….I don't know, poking fun? Still didn't like them.

"Well get used to it. Come on Remus." Remus gave them an apologetic smile, and tried to be friendly. I was already looking for a compartment.

"What are your names?" I heard him ask.

"I'm James Potter, this is Sirius Black," said the kid with the glasses, all taunts gone, suddenly sounding very kind. Still hating them.

"I'm Remus Lupin," my brother replied "and that's Jaqui, my sister."

"Hi Jaqui!" The Potter boy called loudly. I deliberately and slowly turned around to face the three idiots, (Yes Remus, you are an idiot. These two as friends? Really?) and gave a very lazy wave, followed by a smile that hopefully said, "I really hate you right now,"

"Remus. Compartment. Get in it. Now." I gritted my teeth with each word.

"Wait!" said Black. Sit with us." The other two looked all for it. I wasn't.

"No." Remus didn't move. "Fine. See you at school, Remus." Smiling apologetically once more, and giving a wave to his stupid new "friends", he chased after me like I knew he would.