Title: (Unnamed) 1?
Rating: For this chapter? G
Summary: Remus only wanted to do his family proud. Go to a nice school, make a few friends and hopefully bring back some lovely young heiress so that his family wouldn't have to starve. It really wasn't his fault that it wasn't working out so well; it was those damn friends of his. Bastards.
Disclaimer: I own nothing here. Seriously, aside from a word or two, not mine.
A/N: So I'm writing a Harry Potter/Saa Koi ni Ochitamae crossover. blinks slowly I've apparently lost my mind. XD An AU fic, of course.
This was not the way it was supposed to go.
Remus Lupin was many things. A motherless boy since he was a few hours old, an orphan from a month and a day after his eighth birthday and a strange mix of cousin and son in his new home. The caseworker had carefully explained to him how his 'condition' upset some of the potential foster families, making it entirely possible that he would spend his entire childhood locked away in the Wizards' Orphanage.
However, salvation came within a year in the form of the Prewett family. Having just lost a wife to the horrors of the goverment's treatment of lycantropy, Mr Prewett was fully equipped both physically and emotionally to care for the young boy, a third cousin twice removed if he remember correctly. The logistics of the wizarding families got to be a bit much after awhile, a fact that Mr Prewett used to full advantage when he wanted to forget about the rest of the world. Needless to say, Remus was welcomed into their home with open arms and quickly became a part of the household.
Remus loved them. He wanted to make them proud, with his scholarships in four different wizarding schools and his ability to read well past the level of most children his age.He would, if pressed, do nearly anything to make them happy. He swallowed the worst of Molly's early kitchen experiments with not so much as a flinch. He willingly played the horse to the twins' cowboys with a smile. He even played the patsy for Rupert once, pretending to win the entirety of their family fortune that week (sixty-eight knuts) so that a bit more could be raked in.
Therefore, when his father half-jokingly asked him to find a wealthy girlfriend at Hogwarts while they were saying their goodbyes on the platform, Remus saw the desperation behind Mr Prewett's eyes and simply nodded quietly.
This was his mission. No, this was his -destiny-. He'd meet some lovely girl, bring her home and finally his family would see how much he loved them, just how far his appreciation for them went.
It was, Remus felt, a purpose worth aspiring to, even at the tender age of eleven.
And at first, it even looked as though it would work.