I unfortunately am not J.K Rowling so I don't own these characters. Hope you enjoy ^.^
A young boy with a heavily scarred face and arms sat staring out of the sitting room window lazily nodding in reply to his mother's rant about a young woman in a bookshop that had pushed past her earlier in the week, it may have seemed rude for him do so yet this boy's mind was focusing on things far more important than a trivial rant his mother had said several times since the incident occurred. This boy was focusing on a letter. A letter he had been waiting for, for as long as he could remember. Possibly the most important letter he would ever receive. The letter telling him he had a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
This young boy's place at Hogwarts was always a grey area, this boy never knew whether he would be able to attend this school because he had a secret, a dark secret that he had hoped no one except his family and the professors at Hogwarts would ever know. This child was a werewolf and had been so for most of his life. Bitten by an unknown werewolf that once had a quarrel with this boy's father, the bite was assumed as retribution for the argument; some may have seen this as fair. Some as in the werewolf that had bitten him, possibly because he was numb to pain, he had to be.
It had been hours since this boy had sat down in anticipation for an owl to deliver this letter, he knew his plight was futile yet something had him holding on. A noise came from the fireplace in the opposite side of the small house which meant the boy's father had come home. The young boy went running to the fire to see that his father had not returned home but a tall, elegant woman with fierce grey hair tied in a bun under a purple, pointed hat was standing before him. The woman opened her mouth as she gazed upon the boy. "Lupin? Remus Lupin?" She questioned. "Y...Yes" the boy uttered, barely audible. He was not scared of the woman he was rather too excited to say actual words. "Hello Mr. Lupin, my name is Professor McGonagall. Do you know why I'm here?" said McGonagall as she subtly examined the clawed curtain beside her. "Are... Are you from Hogwarts?" Remus asked hopefully rather than knowingly. McGonagall tore her eyes from the curtains and looked at the boy "Yes Mr. Lupin I am. May I speak to your parents? If they're here" Remus gestured toward the kitchen where his mother was, still talking about the girl that had pushed her in the shop. Remus stifled a giggle as he saw his mother unknowingly gesturing to no one. McGonagall cleared her throat loudly getting the attention of Remus' mother. "Mrs. Lupin?" "Yes. Maggie's fine." Remus looked over at McGonagall and wondered if anyone had ever asked her to nickname them, he assumed not. "Yes. Well, my name is Professor Minerva McGonagall, from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'm here to talk to you about your son and the place that was secured for his at the school." Remus shuffled awkwardly a knot beginning to form in his stomach. "Remus dear if you wouldn't mind waiting in the sitting room." Said Maggie gesturing toward the room Remus had recently vacated. Remus obeyed and disappointedly walked into the sitting room. He knew this was it. He was never going to Hogwarts.
It seemed like hours before his mother and McGonagall had returned from the kitchen, after a quick glance at the clock he had seen to his surprise it had only been several minutes. Maggie Lupin shot a loving look at Remus who plastered a fake smile on his face only for a moment then Professor McGonagall turned to him and handed him a letter. She watched him turn it over and break the seal unfold the parchment and then she was gone without so much as a goodbye, Remus didn't mind he was too focused on the paper he was holding in his trembling hands.
Remus stared at the paper not taking anything in, not wanting to, not yet, he wanted to savour this moment forever the knot in his stomach dissolved as he read the perfectly written words printed in emerald green writing.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin First Class, Grand Sorc. Chf Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Mr Lupin,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find you have enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.
Remus read the letter over several times more especially the first line (he read that line well over ten times). Maggie Lupin looked at her son with tears in her eyes usually a strong woman just pleased to see her son so happy that the scars on his face seem to have faded away. Remus waited in the sitting room for his father to come home clutching the letter like it was gold and he was a poor man. After hours of constantly checking the floo for a man to appear Remus dozed off before a dream could form in his mind he was awoken by a tall scruffy man whom he resembled very much. John Lupin was a ministry official working with magical creatures, he was a tall scruffy man with crow's feet and wrinkles on his forehead, he was a young man however due to the stress of having a son with lycanthropy his hair had gone prematurely grey causing him to look much older than that of the average 33 year old man. John smiled at his son with his charming grin that could make Professor McGonagall blush. Remus jumped out of his seat and into the arms of the gleeful father ready to catch him. Excitedly Remus gushed about getting into Hogwarts his parents standing listening to every word even though Remus was repeating himself several times, his parents stood over him beaming, and there could never have been two people more happy and relieved than John and Maggie Lupin. "So..." said John in a husky voice looking at his son then his wife. "When are we off to Diagon Alley?" "July say... 30th?" said Maggie. "Leaving it a bit late aren't we?" John asked. "Remus is growing, this way he won't have to get sized twice." Said Maggie looking over her son. John muttering something along the lines of 'are you a witch or not?' Remus giggled, he would have giggled at almost anything right now. Maggie glared at her husband then looked lovingly at her son "How does that sound Remus not too late is it?" "I don't care how late we go, I'm going to Hogwarts!" Said Remus dreamily gazing out of the window, he had not realised how late it had gotten the sky was already full of stars. Even though he didn't feel tired Remus bid his parents goodnight and went to bed stuffing the letter under his pillow July 30th could not have come sooner.