I'm back for good! Sorry about the delay.

Lyall Lupin scanned the crowd for his son. Children were hugging their parents, and reunions were occurring all around him. He began to worry. What if Remus was dead? Or worse, what if the students had figured out his secret and made fun of him? But no, he had just gotten a letter from the boy two days ago. Just as he began to really worry, he saw his son fly through the crowd. "Remus!" Lyall shouted. Remus threw himself into his father's arms. "Dad! I had so much fun! This has been the best year of my life! I love being a wizard! I love Hogwarts!" Lyall stared at his son, shocked. He figured he would hate Hogwarts. "Dad! Guess what? I made friends!" Lyall was taken aback. Remus had friends? But he was digging through his pockets, which were unusually full, and, come to think of it, his hair wasn't as neat as usual. Remus pulled out a crumpled photograph. It showed four boys. Lyall immediately spotted Remus in the middle, doing his usual, sly grin, holding a book to his chest. The Remus in the photo glanced up and down, quietly laughing. Remus pointed to the boy next to him in the photo and said, "That's James Potter," The James in the photo was making funny faces, waving his arms wildly. His uniform was rumpled, his glasses were askew, and his hair stood on end. "That's Peter Pettigrew," The small, round boy next to James was laughing with his eyes squeezed shut, his close cropped hair shaking lightly. "And that's Sirius Black. They're my very best friends." The boy in the photo had a hand on his stomach as he threw his head back, laughing fully. Lyall stared back at his son, because he knew about the Blacks. "Did you say Sirius Black?"