A/N: Obviously these characters are not mine…FanFiction is for fans xD So yeah…all to JK!

This starts at 2nd Year…although I am thinking of writing a 1st Year if this goes down well…

A lot of people liked it on my other site…so lets see how it goes here :D

Here it it's….It's old…about a year…so ignore all my mistakes…or let me know them so I can improve…(this one needs a lot of improvement since it's a year old xD)

Remus John Lupin never thought that he would ever find friends at Hogwarts. Because of his condition of being a werewolf since he was four, he never had any friends, or anyone to talk to. He was always alone, considered the 'abnormal child' since he was never with anyone, never with any friends. When Remus was younger, people asked him about his scars, and he, of course, answered truthfully, not knowing that a werewolf was anything to be feared of.

However, at the start of his first year, he made three of the best friends he would ever imagine having.

James Potter and Sirius Black had met on the train and become fast friends, and when Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew joined them in Gryffindor, they immediately began talking. It felt like Remus had known these people all his life; they had connected with each other right from the start. He knew they would stay friends forever. Remus had always thought when he met James, Sirius and Peter, that he would tell them about his Lycanthropy. But he decided against the idea, because he thought it would only turn them away, they would be scared of him, not want to be friends with him. He would then be alone again.

Remus would never be able to cope with it, if his only three friends were to turn against him.

Being a werewolf; the after effects stayed with Remus all his life. He had three small scars across his face, his arms and hands were badly scarred also, he was grateful that he would be able to cover his arms with his cloak, hoping no one would suspect anything.

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Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter and Peter Pettigrew were all in their second year at Hogwarts. They were currently in Transfiguration class, trying to change their textbooks into doves. James was able to do it at once, with saying the incantation 'Doveterius' and a wave of his wand. The book immediately turned into a dove and began fluttering around the classroom.

"How can you always do it so well?" asked Peter, amazed.

"Well, you see Peter," said James laughing, "I'm cleverer than you"

Peter did not laugh, but just gave James a self-satisfied smile and picked up his own wand. "Doveterius" he whispered. His book, however, did not turn into a wonderful pure white dove, as James' had; the sides of the book merely grew tiny wings, and as it tried to fly, it just fell to the table with a thud, feathers flying everywhere. James laughed loudly.

"Mr. Potter! What are you laughing at?" shouted Professor McGonagall, from her desk at the front of the class.

"Nothing, Professor" James answered, still trying to hold his laughter as he watched Peter's Transfiguration book try to get up and fly once more.

"Also, Mr. Pettigrew, if you were to pay more attention to your own work, you may be able to transfigure correctly" McGonagall said, and with a wave of her wand, she turned Peter's book, upside down and still trying to fly, back to its original state.

Remus and Sirius were sitting opposite James and Peter on the other side of the class. Sirius also was able to transform his book into a perfect dove; it flew around the class, making twittering noises as it went. "Remus" Sirius turned around, and his friend was staring out of the window, looking worried. Remus knew it was going to be a full moon tonight. His scarred face was pale and he looked ill.

"Remus, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," said Remus, turning to face Sirius and smiling; he picked up his wand, his hand shaking as he held it tightly.

"Are you sure?" asked Sirius, not fully convinced that his friend was okay. Remus did not answer, only smiled back again, although this smile was just as convincing as the last; Sirius could not miss the worried look in his friend's had finally finished, and the class ran out into the grounds, happy that the time for Lunch had finally come. James would have Quidditch practice afterwards. Sirius, Peter and Remus were going to watch him, since they had no more lessons for the rest of the day. Sirius walked behind James and Peter as they stepped out of the classroom, both unaware that he was even there.

"Hey!" he shouted.

Peter squealed, "Do you always have to do that?"

Sirius laughed at him, "Everything scares you Peter," he answered. "Come on" Jumping in front of them, he walked towards the tree near the lake, where they always sat together.

"Where's Remus?" asked James as they approached the lake.

"He was right behind me" Sirius answered, "Or I thought he was"

"He'll know where we are, come on" said James

Peter ran towards the tree, and sat down on the grass under the shade, James followed him, but didn't notice that Peter had actually lay flat on his front on the grass; and tripped over him. It was now Peter's turn to laugh. He rolled around on the grass laughing loudly, until James hit him with his wand.

"Shut it!" He shouted, but could not help from laugh walked slowly, not completely following James and Peter, for he had noticed that Remus was sitting alone under a tree, on the other end of the lake. His Transfiguration book was placed in front of him, with his wand in his hand, Remus said quietly "Doveterius" Nothing happened. He threw his wand down in frustration and closed his eyes as they filled with tears. "Maybe I should tell them?" he thought to himself. Even though he had friends like Sirius, James and Peter, he felt alone. He did not want to talk to anyone, not let anyone know about him being a Werewolf. His thoughts were lost, as someone called behind him.

"Remus?" There was Sirius' voice again, "What was wrong in Transfiguration, are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine," Replied Remus, back turned to Sirius, wiping his eyes on the sleeve of his cloak.

"But, you looked a bit worried back there –," Sirius's voice sounded anxious.

"I'm fine Sirius! Okay?" Remus shouted. He turned around; Sirius stared at him, looking concerned. Remus's bright amber eyes suddenly filled with tears again, he closed them, not wanting Sirius to see him cry, but the tears fell slowly down his face. Sirius put a hand on his shoulder, "Y'know you can tell us anything," he said. Suddenly and without warning, Remus put his arms around Sirius in a tight friendly hug. Sirius returned the hug, rubbing his hand on Remus's back in comfort, as Remus cried quietly.

"I'm here for you, mate," Sirius whispered.

"I'm just not ready for anyone to know yet," Remus said quietly as he pulled away. Bending down and picking up his textbook and wand, he added, "I have to practice, I'm going to the library"

"Come with us and watch James at Quidditch," Sirius said. "You can do that afterwards, we can practice together"

"No, I'm fine. I'll see you later"

Remus turned to go, but Sirius grabbed his arm, "If ever you want to talk, we'll be here, okay?" Remus looked around to face Sirius, nodded slowly and just smiled, it was a sad smile, and Sirius could tell. Without another word, Remus ran up to the school, towards the library, tears still falling down his went over to James and Peter; they were both sitting under the tree laughing.

"What are you two laughing about?"

"Peter just tried to hex me!" Said James, "But hexed himself instead"

"It wasn't funny!" Said Peter, rubbing black marks off his face, where the hex had laughed.

"He called me stupid!" Shouted Peter, "Just because I couldn't transfigure my book"

James ignored Peter, "What's wrong with Remus, where is he?" He asked Sirius.

"He is a bit upset about something, he wouldn't tell me. He has gone to practice Transfiguration in the library." Sirius replied.

"Oh! We'll be late for practice," Said James suddenly, checking his watch. He got up and ran towards the Quidditch field, Sirius and Peter following him.

Arriving at the Quidditch pitch, James changed into his Quidditch robes, while Peter and Sirius watched the rest of the team. Just as James came out with his broom, all the girls screamed and cheered. He kicked off from the ground and started flying a lap around the pitch with the little tiny Snitch was flying around the pitch, glistening in the sun. James headed straight for it.