Hello there fellow fans, if your reading this, it means somewhere deep down you have a fetish for Sirius/Remus love stories. Nice to know I'm not the only one. This is my very first attempt at Sirius/Remus, I've never even written a quick drabble about these two. What inspired this little practice story, was the ranting of my deranged imaginary friend, Wayne. "Wayne" is my little brain buster in my imagination and he neatly files away all of my random ideas, in my imagination He pondered on the suggestion of an AU universe with Sirius confined to the muggle world. This story is a little bit different and I'm just playing around with ideas. It can be a fun story, for you to waste some time on.

Important Note! Since this is an Alternative Universe, I've decided to play with the characters. Sirius is a wizard and he knows it. However, due to family problems i.e. He was disowned at a young age; he did not attend Hogwarts and was instead sent to live with a squib relative.

So, in layman's terms, this isn't keeping to the books regarding the marauder era however, there will still be magic used and we will see James and Lily and a lot of the Wizarding world.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or terms. All familiar terms, people and settings belong to J.K Rowling. I am nought but a fan, taking advantage of the beautiful creation that is the world of Hogwarts and Fan Fiction. No money is being made from this.

Chapter One: St Xavier's and classroom T7.

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Remus Lupin stepped from the doors of the rickety public transport bus and grinned as his heeled boots clicked sharply against the stone pavement. He adjusted the collar of his jacket and straightened up his tie. Putting on his best smile, Remus hoisted his brown leather book bag over his shoulder and walked firmly down the street. Before him, a tall grey building, surrounded by large metal bars loomed down on him. He cocked an eyebrow at the large lock that swung from a chain on the gate and smiled briefly as he remembered the warning from his best friend. "Like Azkaban, is what them muggle schools are like, Remus, James had said they have these massive gates surrounding a depressed looking building and a thick golden lock to keep the kids chained on the inside."

Remus couldn't help but skip up the front steps and slide proudly through the green wooden door. He found himself inside a large waiting area with greyish blue walls, a few chairs, an odd looking plant and a reception boot with the words CLOSED written across the glass. He scowled at the inconvenience of it all. He had told the principal he would be here the day before term started, hadn't he? And he did ring to confirm the arrangement. Remus shrugged and decided to hang around until someone came to the reception booth. His eyes fell to the walls where a few coloured posters hung. Some advertising study groups that took place after school hours, others promoting a healthy eating policy and a few with pictures of students. He smirked and tried to imagine what his friend James Potter would say, if he were standing next to him right now. He'd probably comment on the stupidity of a single, dysfunctional looking plant Remus thought. Remus smiled. He had no idea what had made him want to teach at a muggle school. Perhaps it had something to do with spending so much time in the Wizarding world, maybe he wanted a change of scenery and something new to explore. Of course, it hadn't been easy to obtain this teaching position; Remus had had to complete a one year Biology course in the muggle world and then a further year doing a teaching course. Naturally, there had been some help from Albus Dumbledore, who managed to pose as a highly skilled biologist and praised Remus's abilities to the core. But he saw it as an achievement in life. Remus could now say he was a qualified Biology teacher and skilled carer of magical creatures, after completing a course in the Wizarding world.

"Mr Lupin?" a cheery voice called from behind him. Remus turned to face a tall woman, with greying hair flecked with white and a broad, funny grin. "I'm deputy principal Marian Dodd. Principal Murphy couldn't be here in person to welcome you as he had an office meeting to attend, but I'll be happy to show you to your room."

Remus nodded and strode forward to shake hands with the friendly deputy. She seemed to be a proud and confident woman with rosy cheeks and a warming air around her. "Thank you" he replied, hoisting his leather book bag further up his shoulder and following her through a set of doors and into a long corridor "I didn't know whether to wait in the reception area or go looking for someone."

"My apologies for that, Mr Lupin," she said, throwing a hand in the air, "Our receptionist seems to have taken an early break without warning. I had warned her I was expecting an arrival. I'll share some words with her."

Remus almost lurched at the tall woman in shock. "No!" he gasped loudly, "It was no trouble at all. I enjoyed getting a few moments to look around and familiarize myself with the setting. Quite a lovely school you have." He sighed to himself as principal Dodd carried on in an eccentric speech about the academic and athletic achievements of the school and Remus was just happy to listen. He didn't want to cause a fuss, especially seeing as term hadn't even started yet.

The young werewolf followed the deputy up four flights of stairs and through a set of glass doors. They came out on another long corridor that bent out of view at the end. Remus followed the deputy along the corridor and passed each red door until they stopped in front of a door with a silver handle and the letter T with the number 7 marked onto the red paint.

"As you can see, each door is marked with a letter and a number which corresponds to the floor level we are on. Your room is T7 - top floor, seventh door" the deputy explained, sticking a silver key into the lock and jiggling the wobbly lock "unfortunately, this lock has been here since the building was first erected and has become quite stubborn with time. But no fear, a few jiggles and determination and hey presto!"

She swung the door open and indicated for him to follow her. Remus beamed around the room and a sleek shiver slithered down his spine. It was a large square room with yellow walls and huge windows lining one wall. The large, dark brown wooden teacher's desk rested on top of a small platform and faced two rows of the same wooden desks. Each desk could seat four students and there were two sinks in each desk and 2 sets of gas taps.

"The walls are bare, as you can see and none of the folders and books have been put away," the deputy said in an apologetic tone, "I've just been incredibly busy arranging the Maths rooms, I haven't even touched the top floor yet."

"No worries at all, Ms Dodd," Remus grinned and he indicated the boxes that lay on the desk and the books and scattered folders, "I can have them all sorted and filed myself before tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mr Lupin," she smiled, a wave of relief washing over he features, "Well, I'll leave you to make yourself comfortable and if you need any assistance at all, just come down the stairs we came up and go through the first set of doors. You'll find me on the middle floor."

She placed the heavy key on a desk by the door and left the room, smiling fondly at Remus as he waved goodbye. When the door closed with a loud bang, Remus was left standing in the middle of an empty classroom. He walked to the window and grinned. Perfect! The view faced the main road so he could watch the students coming and going. He then turned to look at the bare yellow walls and frowned. For such a cheery colour, it certainly made the room look dull. Dropping his bag onto a desk, he rummaged through it and retrieved his slender wand.

"First things first, a bit of colour!" he grinned, pointing his wand to the cardboard boxes and flicking sharply. A stream of posters and coloured card flew from the box and Remus directed them to the walls, were they landed perfectly straight.

"Lovely," he muttered, then turned to the stack of books and folders and flicked his wand again. Each book rose swiftly into the air and hovered before Remus's face. He scanned the titles - 'Revise Wise Biology' 'Modern Dissection' 'The Lymphatic System' 'Advanced Biology' and so on. Tapping his wand toward a large silver cabinet that rested next to the blackboard, Remus ordered the books to stack neatly on the middle shelf with the titles facing out. He then charmed the folders to arrange themselves in alphabetical order and to place themselves on the top shelf. The bottom shelf he reserved for Homework assignments.

Remus continued to make his new classroom as homely as possible. He cast cleaning charms on the desks, to remove the graffiti and gave both blackboards a new coat of polish. He restacked the chalk box and gave the windows a fine scrubbing, removing the bits of paper and mouldy food that had fallen behind the radiator. Seeing the condition of the ceiling, which had thick lumps of wet tissue stuck to it, he quickly set to work removing any stray mark in his new classroom.

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A 16 year old Sirius Black trudged grumpily along a crowded street, an old blue rucksack dragging freely along the ground next to him. His shaggy black hair hung in thick bundles in front of his eyes which were focused avidly on the cracked floor. His face sweltered with the heat and he could feel thick rosy patches forming on his cheeks.

"Stupid books," he growled to himself, turning sharply down a small side street and joining a small queue outside an old looking book shop.

Sirius had been sent by his aunt to get his new school books for the start of term. They had to be bought second hand and Sirius hated having to queue outside the shop where everyone could see him. He was already known as the 'odd new kid' and the fact he bought second hand books every year didn't help. Strangely enough though, Sirius wasn't actually a new kid in town, he had been living in the town of Bishops for nearly 7 years, he just didn't fit in with the crowds. He lived with his aunt Nellie, in a cooperation house a few blocks from the main school. She was a nice enough lady, Nellie was, she bought Sirius all the things he needed and tried to get him to socialise, but the time to socialise was long gone.

You see, Sirius was different. He hadn't always lived with Nellie, instead he lived with his mother and father and his brother, Regulas. They had lived in a big house, with loads of floors and ancients treasures and they had a servant, named Kreacher. But Sirius didn't like what his parents did. They believed in bad things and supported an evil man. Sirius didn't like this man, he loathed him and everything to do with that kind of darkness. So his parents disowned him and sent him to live with his aunt Nellie, a squib and a reject of the family. But that's not how Sirius was different, no, you see… he was a wizard. He should have been a wizard in training, but he was erased from the Black family history and his acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, had been sent back with a rejection letter.

"You alright there love?" an elderly voice called.

Sirius cocked his head up and nodded. "Yeah I'm fine," he said, "Can I have the books that are circled? Er… second hand, like."

The elderly lady nodded and pulled a few tatty looking books from the shelves, placing them in front of Sirius. He was used to this routine and began to flick through the selection of books, looking for the cleanest set out of the lot. The English books were fine, the novel looked interesting. But the history book was chronic looking. It was thick and red and oozed with boredom. Sirius scowled at it, trying to remember why he even picked history as a subject.

"And the biology books dear," the lady said, shoving a set of green texts book in front of him. He skimmed through each of the books, his eye catching words such as ecosystem and circulatory system.

"Should they all look this boring?" he questioned aloud, more to himself than the elderly lady.

Nevertheless, she grinned at him and shrugged. "That's life boy, school is practice for the future and practice makes perfect."

Sirius rolled his eyes and bagged his set of school books -English, German, Maths, History, and Biology- then paid the woman the money.

"No one is perfect," he said, hoisting the blue sack onto both shoulders and he retreated from the shop yelling back over his shoulder, "So why bother!?"

Stepping over the low garden wall of his house, Sirius trudged around to the back door and skidded into the kitchen, tossing he bag of books into the corner. "Anything for lunch?" he called into the sitting room, where his aunt sat watching her soaps.

"There's a sandwich in the fridge and you can pour yourself something to drink," she yelled back, and then added, "and go sort out your uniform, Sirius!"

So, that's me attempting a Remus/Sirius. I'd appreciate it if you told me what you thought of this story. So, tell me in your reviews!

T.Cassette

Next chapter: First Biology class ( I think )