A/N: I got this while watching a romantic movie. I'm currently at our cabin at the lake, and it's raining. There's no internet connection here either, so I have nothing to do. So, I'll start this and see where it goes. I may put it on a major hiatus, but we'll see. Please read and review! Thanks!

Chapter One:

The Invitation

"Ask the Lupin boy," Lila Marsh said wickedly.

"Why would we do that?" Georgette Arison asked, "That whole family's crazy. Did I tell you what happened when my mum ran into her at the supermarket? She started to say all this nonsense about careless mugges and stupedfee or something."

"But, we can completely embarrass them. He can tell us stuff-if we can get him drunk enough."

"But have you ever even seen him?" Jaime Fowler asked. The other three girls shook their heads. "So he's a complete stranger. But, it's the Lupins. They should have never moved here. They're unnatural."

"Public embarrassment should serve well to drive them out of here, then. All agree?" Lila asked. The other two girls nodded instantly. A third, however, hesitated. "Come on Torie, you're always telling me that we should be getting rid of them. They don't belong. This is the perfect chance."

Torie Malakey nodded her agreement, after thinking about it for a second. "As long as I don't get in trouble for it."

"Of course not. But, you'll have to make sure he comes."

Torie bit her lip. "Fine."

"Look out Remus Lupin," Lila said evilly, "Because you're getting out of here."

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Remus Lupin blinked twice. Who would be coming to his house that would knock? His family and friends just walked in-that is, if they used the door. They'd usually just floo or apparate right into the kitchen.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

He felt like puking-which he had done most of the night. Whoever was at the door would have to come back. He was not going to move.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

'Where was this person, and why weren't they opening the door?' Torie wondered, 'They're sure inconsiderate.'

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Torie was getting annoyed. She had been standing here for five minutes, and Lupin still hadn't answered the door. She knew he was there, because she saw someone open the window right above her.

'One last time,' She thought, 'Then I'm walking right in.'

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Nobody came. She waited a couple of minutes, then opened the door, and walked in, marching straight up the stairs.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Five minutes ago, Remus would have thought the person at the door was at the wrong house, trying to prank them, or one of those annoying muggle sales people.

However, that was five minutes.

And, Remus was usually a really patient person. Look at who his friends were-he had to be!

But, that patience ran out five minutes ago.

Now, he was annoyed, however sleepy he may have been. Almost falling out of his bed, he slowly walked out of his room and down the stairs; blanket around his neck and tissues in his hand. When he was half-way down the stairs, someone rounded the corner. That someone, being a very pretty girl about his age.

With his eyes only half open and concentrated on the girl, he missed a step. He fell down the rest of the stairs.

And puked right at her feet.