Disclaimer: I am still not J.K Rowling and i still don't own Harry Potter. The only thing that is min eis the plot. This is my 1st fanfiction and i hope you like it. I'd really like some reviews on how it is so i can improve and make this better for you. Thanks!

: Thank you! And James had a scar because i originally intended it to be Harry insted, but i changed it up and quite liked the way it flowed. But sorry for the inconvenience.
Flux4 : Thank you that's really nice to hear!
A FEW WEEKS AGO

The twins and their parents arrived at an old pub called The Leaky Couldron, they said Hello to the bartender Tom and quickened their pace untill they arrived at an old wall. Charlus tapped his 12Inch oak wand several times on some red bricks in the wall. James and Hermiones eyes shined with glee at the wall as it seperated and parted allowing them accsess to Diagon Ally. They both shouted at shops they wanted to enter each trying to top the other.

"Quality Quidditch Supplies!" Yelled Hermione with a Smirk she knew James couldnt resist that.

"Gambol and Japes!" James laughed.

"Eeylops Owl Emporium!"

"Forescue's Ice Cre-"

"Hush! Now dears you will come with me to Madame Malkin's-" The twins groaned loudly. "To get you robes and you father will get your supplies Won't you Charlus dear" He knew she wasn't asking.

"Oh errrm of course dear." He turned a pink colour, kissed his children on the head and walked away to Flourish and Blotts.

"After we've got your robes we can go to your favorite stores and to Ollivianders to get your wands!" She tossed her pin-staright black hair over her shoulder knowing she had won the argument that was about to happen.

The twins looked at each other and nodded at their mother. Their smiles were contagious. They passed the packed shops and busy streets full of delighted children all Pure-Blooded, Half-Bloods and Muggleborns alike getting ready for Hogwarts. Before they knew it they had arrived at Madame Malkins, they entered and she came bustleing over to get them sorted. She measured them and another boy, while muttering under her breath about having too many people in her shop at once. The young boy looked older than he was, his eyes were a dusty-brown colour and his face a little scarred and pale, he was skinny and his clothes -must have been muggle- hung on his body uncomfortably. Hermione glanced around the small shop she hadn't really looked properly around. The tiles on the floor were a deep blue which reminded her of the stars and the brick was creame. There were four podiums where the twins and the ragged-looking boy were standing and a few racks of clothing and fabrics near the dark back of the store.

"That young man is twenty nine gallions, ten sickles and four knuts for everything." Came Madame Malkins thick, rough voice from the right of James.

"Oh i-i-i dont h-have enough" The boy whisphered his eyed glassed over and he blinked rapidly. "Sorry for wasting your time Madame take these back." He looked distraught.

"That i will!" Said a very angered Madame Malkin. She snatched the robes out of his hands and as she stormed away you could almost see the smoke coming out of her ears.

Hermione noticed that James and her mother had also been watching the scene they looked conflicted. Hermione brushed away the tape magicaly measuring her and rushed over too the boy she had been watching intently. He looked shocked at her sudden apperence and tried to look anywhere but her eyes. Hermione straightened her posture and placed a hand on her boys shoulder who flinched under her touch.

"Hello." She said quietly trying not to startle him.

"Hello miss." He barley heard himself speak.

"Im Hermione and what's your name?"

"Remus. Remus Lupin..." He trailed off gradually.

"How much were you short on your robes?" Hermione spoke softly like a mother soothing her child.

"Oh erm around 10 gallions." He dared not meet her eyes and he became suddenly interested in a speck of dirt in the crack of a tile.

"I could pay for the rest if you'd like. I-i dont mind."

"Oh thank you but i couldnt ask yo-" Hermione cut him off so suddenly he jumped a little.

"You didn't ask." The boy looked at her confusion evident in his features as a small crease furrowed in his brow. "You didn't ask. I offered." She smiled at him and he gave her small grin of his own. Dorea looked at her daughter with pride of what she had done she had offered to spend her own savings on the boys robes and she refused to take no as an answer. James looked shocked at how she was handeling the situation and he got off his own pedistal and walked over to his sister and the boy he now knew was called Remus.

"Hey Remus! Im James her brother." James looked at Hermione. "Do you want to split the cost" Hermione looked at him with awe and smiled happily.

"No i couldn't let you-" It was too late the twins had marched over the elderly lady and told her to double everything Remus had ordered and they gave her the money. She looked like she wanted to argue back but one look from Dorea and she went back to work. Charlus had entered the shop with the twins school supplies and Dorea had told him what had happened. He was pleased with his children.

"Remus?" Hermione asked tentivly. He said nothing but turned around and threw his arms around her in a tight hug and then did the same with James thanking them profusley. "Please will you sit with us on the train? It would be nice to have a friendly face" Hermione asked her face almost shining with glee.

"Of Course. And im forever gratefull, But i must go home my grandmother will be worried she gets ill often. GoodBye." hermione gave him another hug and kissed him on the cheek and bid him goodbye with James Dorea and Charlus.

"I'm very proud of you both." Beemed Charlus. "Here." He handed them each a small bag of gallions. "Go to your shops and meet us at Floreans Ice Creame Parlour."

"Thank dad!"

"Thanks daddy!" Hermione grabbed James hand and they dissapeared into the crowd, their cries of happiness morphing into the air. Charlus and Dorea looked after their children fondly, linked arms and set off down the spotless coblestone path, taking the long way down to Ice Creame Parlour. They walked at a slow pace in a comfortable silence admiring the view of the grassy hills on the out-skirts of Diagon Ally. The sky was clear, not a cloud in the sky all the birds singing their happy little song, and the tree's swaying slightly in the small breeze that occasionally passed the loving couple that had now arrived at their destination.

HOURS LATER Hermione, James, Dorea and Charlus returned to their manor after a long day with bags alomst drowning them. Hermione and James had spent alomost all of their time in Quality Quidditch Supplies looking at the newest brooms and quidditch gear however they didn't buy a broom because they already had one each at home it was a Nimbus1974 and they wern't aloud to try out for the team in their first year. However they didn't leave empty handed because they both bought a signed poster of their favorite team. James was the Chudley Cannons and Hermione's was the Puddlemere United. They did have two new additions to the family a chubby orange cat with a flat nose and lots of fur, he was called Crookshanks. James got an owl it was black like the night with one yellow stripe going down its feathered back too match its large illuminous eyes, he named him Canis -the dog star constelation was his favorite- Dorea had taken a liken to him and let him ride on her petite shoulder the whole way home. That day they also visited Gambol and Japes and Ollivianders. Hermione's wand was rare 11Inch Holly and Threstral Hair and James' was 10Inch Vine-Wood with Dragon Heart-String.

Hermione looked around her manor for the really the first time. It was magnificent. The inside of the manor the floors and walls were mostly white marble and granit. The ceilings were high and domed at the top and pointed at the tip and crystal and diamond chandiliers -glittering in the sunlight through the old-fashioned frech doors- hung in a row lighting the long golden corridor filled with the family tapestry, dating back to the 1200. The staircases were spiraled upto the top of the manor on each golden landing another staircase was positioned to take you to the next floor up. On the second floor was Hermione's room and James' room. Hermione's had a gleaming white door with her name in cursive red ink, she had a deep red, soft carpet with gold walls, her bed was double-sized with Puddlemeare United covers. A whole wall had been turned into a bookshelf filled completley with thick detailed books, each one had creases indented in the spine. Her bedside cabinet and walk-in wardrobe were made from mahogany and so was the door that lead to her pristine en suite bathroom. The large window that enhabited half a wall was decorated with curls, waves and spirals chipped into the warm glass

James' room was accross from hers and his name was written on his door black, block capitals. His room was like his sisters but a little darker. His wooden floors were dyed burgundy and his walls were a shining platinum, or what you could see of it was. His walls were filled with Quidditch posters of the Chuddly Cannons flying around on their brooms laughing and smiling. He too had a double-bed his covers were the emblem of Gryffindor. Like Hermione his door bed-side cabinet and wardrobe were of the finest materials.

The rest of the long corridor were spare bedrooms for when cousins and aunties and uncles stayed over. They were basicaly designed. Everything was dark brown ebony, the room only was filled with a bed, a rug, the basic necessities and a small bathroom. On the next floor was their parents bedroom it was simple like the spare bedrooms but it was big. It included Charlus' study and Dorea's sewing table, also including an en suite.

The gardens were exquisite, it was formal but beautiful the growing bonsai tree's out-lined the near-perfect garden. In the centre there was a pond the size of a small lake, with flowering lily pads and a knarled wooden bridge so you could look down at the clear waters. The grass had been cut so short you could almost see the ground showing through. The apple tree's were to be the jewels of the garden surrounded in every possible direction by flowerbeds of red and pink and not a weed to be seen.

After she and James ate dinner with their parents she retired to bed, claiming to be tired but as soon as she was out of sight of the dining room she broke into a run and made it into her room in what must have been record time. She changed into a thin white nightgown she found in her wardrobe and climbed into bed with an old edition -or in that time new- of one of her favorite books, Hogwarts a History by Bathilda Bagshot.