Remus John Lupin was a thoughtful person.
Despite that, he was a Marauder.
As a young child, he didn't have any friends. This wasn't because he didn't want friends, this was because he was a werewolf. Headmaster Dumbledore was kind enough to let him attend the school, he even changed the plates and such to gold, instead of the originally silver, and he gave him a place to spend the horrific night once a month when his greatest fear came out from between the clouds.
He owed most things in his life to Professor Dumbledore.
That long list included the things he cherished most: his friends. James Potter and Sirius Orion Black were by far the best friends he could have ever asked for. They reached out to him when he spent most of the first half of fist year in the secluded Library. They became illegal Animagus just to help him once a month with his lycanthropy. They were the best things in his life.
Neither of them were very studious though. That's why he had Lily Evans in life. Lily was a very charming girl, but you'd never catch him even thinking that she was any more than a friend. James would curse him into oblivion if he even briefly considered it. He would never, regardless. She was who he would go to if he needed help with something logical.
Remus heard a sigh from in front of him.
At the moment, they were studying for the Ancient Runes test that Professor Babbling had told them about in class today.
"What do you think, Remus?" Lily asked, pushing the long roll of parchment his way. He skimmed through it quickly and looked back up at her.
Her emerald eyes were challenging him to lie, which he was originally going to do.
A/N: I know it's early, but I wanted to update since so many of you put this story on story alert. Review?