Remus clutched Isabelle's hand tightly, looking around the platform to see if people were staring yet. He said 'yet' because he knew that if they weren't staring now, they would be soon.
"Isabelle," he tugged at her hand so she looked him in the face. "You must look after Thomas, you know that. Also keep an eye on Tick, please."
Isabelle shy-ed away from her father's gaze, but curiosity got the better of her and she stared hard into her father's pale, scarred face.
"Of course, daddy. I know." she replied, her free hand brushing gently across the wand in her pocket. "I won't let anything happen to either of them."
Remus couldn't help but smile, feeling the corners of his scars pull.
"Well done. I love you, Isabelle. Since you're brothers are already on the train," He rolled his eyes, "Say good bye to them for me-"
"Lupin!"
Remus sighed deeply and ignored the loud call of his last name, looking back at his daughter and tucking a small piece of her light, ginger hair behind her ear.
"Say goodbye to them for me, okay?" he said, and Isabelle nodded, smiling a little.
"Daddy, I-"
"Oi, LUPIN! REMUS!"
Remus clenched his fists angrily and turned his head towards the source of the shout- a tall young man, around his age, was standing with his children and wife, beaming down happily at him. Remus rose, so he was at his full, near six foot height, and swallowed. He could feel Isabelle looking at him, slightly fearful and nervously playing with the hem of her second hand black robe.
"Sirius Black." Remus stated, feeling his chest rise.
"How are you, mate?" Sirius asked cheerfully, smiling widely and flicking a piece of wavy, black hair from his face. His daughters, one about Isabelle's age and the other slightly older, looked just like him; proud, tall, slim and incredibly pretty. The boy, who looked about fifteen, wasn't smiling- he had a pale hand gripped on his wand, and he was glaring at Isabelle.
Remus extended his hand.
"I'm…good." he replied, as Sirius brushed away his hand and engulfed him a huge, bear like hug. Remus was surprised that he felt absolutely nothing towards him- he'd tried to forget that Sirius Black even existed.
"Aw- who's this?!" Sirius cried, bounding like a dog towards Isabelle, who looked petrified beyond belief. Remus' heart skipped a beat, and had second thoughts about letting Sirius near his innocent daughter- he'd tell dirty jokes, rude and improper.
"I'm Isabelle Lupin." Remus' daughter replied, and stood forward, extending a pale hand to Sirius, who shook it and smiled widely. A charming, Black smile that Remus couldn't forget.
"Very nice to meet you, Miss Lupin…" Sirius smiled, and then turned to Remus. "Daughter?"
"Of course, Sirius." Remus sighed, brushing his greyish hair from his face and he suddenly wished he was wearing proper dress robes instead of a tired, brown Muggle suit. "I have two sons as well."
"Moony got feisty did he?" Sirius snickered, still as though he was a sixteen year old boy. Remus let out a low, deep growl and then took a deep breath, letting the cool air fill his lungs.
"Isabelle, you should go get on the train, love." Remus said, ignoring Sirius completely and kissing his daughter on top of her head. She smiled and hugged him, clutching her battered school trunk, and ran towards the scarlet train. Sirius nodded towards his three children, and they hurried after Isabelle, kissing their mother fondly.
Remus watched, feeling as though a little piece of him was being ripped away, and waved gently as the train pulled out of the station.
"Moony, we should go have a drink!" Sirius grinned widely, wrapping a rough hand around his wife's waist. She was tall, with long, wavy brown hair and huge brown eyes, with a hint of cruelty which made Remus' shiver.
"Yes, we should!" chirped Mrs Black. "I'm Amira, Sirius' husband, and you are-?"
"Remus Lupin." Remus sighed, slightly agitated, and felt himself groan a little.
"DRINK!" Sirius practically screamed, and dragged his wife and friend out of the station.
