The Marauders Story: A Young Remus Lupin
Disclaimer: I still don't own any Harry Potter characters, unfortunately.
A/N: This chapter is kind of rough, I have been really busy lately, so I am sorry if it sucks. Basically put, that's all I have to say for now. Enjoy!
Chapter Two
Stomachs full and hearts warm, the threesome climbed off the train with all the other students dressed in their flowing black robes trailing behind them. Lily and Remus laughing about a joke they just reenacted and Severus staying silent behind them.
Remus looked back at the quiet boy. Severus had kept to himself the entire train ride, reading or just staring at him and Lily. The boy's actions kind of scared Remus, but he let it slide seeing that hasn't been with people his age in a very long time. But now, the boy wasn't even showing any amusement to the jokes and stories and he even started to glare at him a bit. The nervousness in Remus's chest grew larger as he turned toward the red-head, a question playing on his lips.
"At-il parler français? (Does he speak French?)" Remus asked, not using the boy's name to avoid suspicion.
"No. . . Pourquoi? (No. . . Why?)" Lily hesitated, concern and curiosity playing through her eyes.
"Je ne comprends pas lui. Il n'a pas rire ou sourire tout voyage, et maintenant il est encore plus criante à moi! Je suis presque fait peur, mais je ne sais pas quoi penser exactly. (I don't understand him. He didn't laugh or smile all trip and now he is even glaring at me! I am sort of scared, but I also don't know exactly what to think.)"
Lily was quiet for a while. She then looked over at Remus and spoke softly. "I can't explain it, it just is that way." And with that, she and Severus climbed into a boat, filling it, leaving Remus to find a boat of his own.
Down hearted, Remus climbed into a boat with two black haired boys, on with glasses and the other without, and a mousey blond boy.
"Do you mind?" Remus asked, as the two raven-haired boys looked up, mischievous grins on their faces.
"Not at all," said the one with the glasses. "I'm James by the way, James Potter, this guy," He pointed to the other boy with black hair, "is Sirius Black, and that is Peter Pettigrew." James nodded in the direction of the blond boy who jumped at the mentioning of his name. "Who are you?"
"I'm Remus, Remus Lupin." Remus replied, sitting down next to Peter. "What are you two doing?" He asked Sirius and James, who were playing around with what looked like dung bombs.
"We plan on setting these off right before the sorting." Sirius replied, looking over at Remus. "You won't tell on us, right?" He asked, hope in his eyes
"Vous pouvez compter sur moi" He received blank stares in return.
"You say who-what?" James asked, lifting one eyebrow.
Remus laughed, "You can count on me." A loud chorus of ohhs issued from the three other boys before they all started laughing.
After a while they quieted down until Sirius perked up again, "So, wait, you speak French?" He asked Remus, a spark in his eyes.
"Yes. . ." Remus replied. "Why?"
"Oh, well, French is considered the language of love, so you know, well, um…"
James laughed, "What Sirius is trying to say is that he will have no love life at this school so he thinks that if you could teach him some French, the ladies will be all over him."
Sirius hit him atop the head. "No you dolt. I don't need help with the ladies for they will all faint at the sight of my amazing good lucks and charm."
"Or," Remus butt in, "they will faint at your smell and horrible zits." James started cracking up while Sirius looked horrified. Beside them, Peter let out a small squeak and pointed out over the side of the boat.
"L-look! Th-the ca-castle!" He stuttered, pointing out toward the looming castle, barley visible through the fog surrounding them.
"Wow" Remus whispered under his breath, watching as the castle loomed closer, until the boats finally stopped and they were climbing onto solid ground. Sirius, who seemed to have gotten over the others teasing remarks, was now shaking, from cold or fear, they couldn't tell. But when James looped his arm around his shoulder and hung his other arm on Peter's, Sirius' shaking subdued and he pulled Remus into their line. And together, the four boys walked up toward the castle, anticipating what was behind the big black doors.
A/N: I am sooooooooo sorry this took so long!! I will try to update faster, but it usually takes me forever to type. So if you don't mind waiting, I will try to update two chapters next, but I won't be able to do anything for the next two weeks, spring breaks coming up. So thanks, and please review!
P.S. Can you give me some ideas on what the Sorting Hat should say to Remus?
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