Author's Note: Thanks to all who reviewed! This chapter is going to be very short. Sorry about that, but the next one will be longer, I promise! Anyways, on with the show!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter! Stop rubbing salt in the wound!
Recap of Chapter 6:
"Oh yes, Katherine. You've failed absolutely everything." Nathan remarked sarcastically, grinning.
She swatted him on the arm. "Your not disappointed, are you?" he continued.
James was in awe. Not even Remus was going to do this well! His parents were congratulating them.
His mother turned to address him. "Thank you for helping them study." she said.
He quirked an eyebrow that clearly said, "And?"
"When did you want Remus to come over?" she questioned. He grinned.
Chapter 7: Mr. Lupin's Wholly Unnecessary Tailspin of Despair
Remus' P.O.V.
The letter had been decent sized. It was addressed to him (Obviously, or else he wouldn't have read it.) and it was from James. Not that it was hard to tell. James had very distinct penmanship. It wasn't chicken scratch, but it wasn't neat and even either. It was scrawled in a way only James could manage. But the handwriting wasn't important.
He would've said yes immediately, if it hadn't been for his furry little problem. Not that he didn't trust the Potter family. Far from it. They were his second family. It was the fact that they had guests. Why the hell would James invite him when they had guests? If he chose to come, there would be a full moon during his stay. And the guests would be there. It was just a headstart to finding out for them. Prongs could be so dense sometimes.
He put his head in his hands, the messily scrawled letter from James beside him on the worn kitchen table of his small home. His mother walked in with a freshly laundered and folded basket of clothing, humming. Remus sighed and looked up at his mum.
"Your clothes." his mum said, setting the basket on the table. "Fresh and clean. You owe me one. We decided you would start doing your own laundry."
"Thanks." he mumbled, rereading the letter.
"What's wrong?" his mother asked, sitting down across from him. Remus passed her the letter.
Moony!
My dear friend; I have a propostion for you! I would be honored if you came to stay at my house later this week. Afterwards you could stay until a week or two before school starts, so you can be with your family and whatnot.
Don't worry about the guest. They stay mostly to themselves. Oh! The guests! Remember those teenagers we saw in Diagon Alley that Sirius was all worked up about? Of course you do, you're Remus. Anyways, it turns out they were exchange students from Greece that are going to be staying with me for the summer. Nobody went to Greece from Hogwarts though. It's a long story. I'll tell you later.
I've already asked my parents, you just need to ask yours. You can owl me your answer. Tell your mum I say hello!
Your fellow Marauder,
Prongs
She looked up at him from across the table. "I don't see what the problem is, dear. You love seeing your friends. You went with them to Diagon Alley not two weeks ago!"
"Mum. They're having guests this summer. They'll find out about my lecanthropy if I go." Remus said, obviously distressed.
"If you really don't want them to know, just come home the days where it gets to be really bad. You can tell them I'm sick and you need to help me or something. This doesn't have to stop you from seeing your friends. They know, and they don't think any less of you."
"I know they don't think any less of me, Mum. But what if the new students figure it out anyways, later in the year?" he sighed.
"If they find out and don't like you anymore because of it, they're not the type of people you want to be associated with anyways." his mum said reassuringly. Remus opened his mouth to speak. His mum cut him off. "And I'm sure if they find out Professor Dumbledore won't let them tell anyone else. Especially after the whole debacle that just happened."
"So what are we going to do this summer?" Remus questioned, giving up.
"You're going to the Potters. I expect lots of letters and I want you to come back and stay home for at least a little while before you leave for the year." his mum answered, finality ringing in her voice.
"Mum." he said quietly.
"Yes?"
"Thanks."
She patted his hand lightly from across the table and handed him back his letter. "Go and write him back then." Remus stood and turned to go find some parchment. "Put your clothes away first." his mum added.
Grinning, Remus replied, "Yes, mum."
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