Disclaimer: I do not own whatever reference I use, I am not making any money off this and this is just another Potterverse story.
Remus looked around at the London landscape, for what he felt would be the last time. The memories wrapped up in the setting around him her overpowering. Hurt stung his eyes as he remembered the event that happened only yesterday. He had found out Pettigrew was double crossing the Order, He told Dumbledore and his supposed friends. No one believed him. Leaving London was the logical choice, Remus thought. A clock chimed twelve behind him in the busy street. Remus sighed and walked towards a dark ally.
Wind whistled through the air after he apparated with a familiar pop. The trees seemed older than the ones in the Forbidden Forest, Mossy undergrowth covered the ground. To his left an old fashioned dirt road led somewhere. Remus walked towards the road and heard sounds.
"I'd love to give Greyback a piece of my mind, Tim!"
"Me to!"
"Yeah, being a wolf and all ain't that bad but still being human sounds nice!"
"I'd keep our voices down" A light voice said, Remus guessed it belonged to someone who would be nearing Hogwarts age. 'Wolfs? Does that mean what I think it does?'
"You know how Dagmar gets with talk of people." The light voice continued.
"He doesn't get angry when we talk 'bout cursin' Greyback." Another voice chipped in.
"True"
"I just wish we could curs 'im."
"Well no one 'ere to teach us."
Remus decided to show himself, the group of kids leapt back and entered what seemed to be a mode to attack if need be.
"Who're you?" Asked the girl who had cautioned against Dagmar.
"My name is Remus John Lupin." Remus said in a plain voice he kept all emotion out of it.
"What cha doin' 'ere?" asked a boy.
"Did you guys say that you were Werewolves?" Remus asked carefully.
"What would it matter to you?" Asked another girl who was glaring at Remus in an effort it seemed to stare him down.
"Dawn!" Scolded the light voiced girl who had hair the color of Cinnamon.
"What?"
"Do yah want to give away any information about us?"
Dawn looked affronted, "I just asked 'im if it mattered to 'im."
"It doesn't matter to me, but if you're not I'm gonna matter to someone." Remus answered in plain voice and you could read anything into it.
"How would it even matter?" Asked Dawn, her eyes narrowing looking him over. What a way to go, death by children. That was going through Remus's mind.
Remus didn't notice the women about his age walk around to listen in on the conversation.
"Depends on if you're a werewolf also," She said her voice was light with a threatening to become dark. Remus's amber eyes met her dark blue ones.
"You could say that," was Remus's answer.
A/N: Not the best ever, can you review? this is placed just after Harry's birth so he is about a couple months old now. Constructive Critism is welcome. This won't be following Canon strictly. I