After casting a muffling spell on the door, Remus sat down at Mara's desk.

'Does he know yet?'

'Hm? Know what?'

'That you were a friend of his father's? I realised I have mentioned you in my letters, that was before I knew you were coming to teach here. Is that why you started, for Harry?'

'Never try hiding something from a Ravenclaw. I now know why they used to say that.' Remus sighed, clasping his hands together. 'Yes, I came here for Harry. He should be going to Hogwarts next year, but at the rate things are gong, he will be a French Citizen, so will go to Beaubaxtons. Dumbledore wants him at Hogwarts.'

'I see. So you are here to, what, kidnap him?'

'No, no, of course not that! I wish to adopt him, I'm working outside of Dumbledore.'

'James would have called you his Uncle.' Mara absent mindedly said.

'Yes. Uncle Moony.'

'Moony?'

'Oh, sorry, slight inside joke.' Remus blushed, remembering where he was.

'Are you planning on telling him?'

'Yes I must, especially as you have mentioned me in your letters. He is bound to reread them at some point, and twig who I am.'

'Sorry.' Mara grimaced. 'Oh, you have a new student joining your class after break.'

'A new student? Already?'

'Well he was in Rosie's class, but is from Turkey, so is struggling to understand the French and English. His name is Adam Yilan. He understands English a little better.' Dropping to a hushed voice, she also added. 'He was seen talking to a snake this morning.'

'Ooh. I understand.'

As Little Rock was mixed magic and muggle, the magical students often ended up in the same class, to avoid problems with accidental magic. They would also have a magical teacher, who could maintain wards to dampen and reduce the effects of accidental magic.

'Mara?'

'Yes Remus?'

'You do remember I cast Muffliato on the door?'

'Oh. Oops.'

'Any other hints of magical students in the wrong class? My class seem a lovely bunch, I can't wait for them to get their letters.'

'Oh yeah. Speaking of that, you know Emily?'

'Cattel? Yes, lovely girl.'

'She's a muggle.'

'But- but, she believes in magic? I thought she accepted accidental magic because she had it herself? Had no one checked before?'

'No, I was only looking at magical auras today, I only look at new students generally, and we had assumed, but.. I saw her coming out of your class, no magic. She's adopted so we don't know her birth parents. Her adoptive parents muggle.'

'Okay. Is she going to be staying with me?'

'I think for now, she isn't going to say anything, I don't have an excuse for her moving, your class is so small at the moment, we can't really take any students out. She may move at Christmas.'

'Okay. Harry is magical right? I know we assumed he would be, so he came in my class, but..'

'Yes, he's magical, but his aura seems a little strange. It's gold, but has a solid black stripe in it.'

'Is it his scar, the curse?'

'I could only guess so. His magic seems awfully strong for someone of his age. Is he settling in all right?'

'Yes, he seems to be fine. He is awfully quiet though, nothing at all like his parents.'

'Do remember he has been brought up by someone else, not his parents.'

'Oh, those muggles!' Remus spat the word out. 'They completely ignored him in reception, there's something not quite right there. And he's so skinny! He looks absolutely starved!'

'But his, cousin, he was the opposite right? How could one be so overfed, and the other one starving?'

'I'm not sure, but the mandatory medical check is next week, for all the students, so it will come up there. I don't feel his guardians will do anything for a teacher, but a doctor would be a different thing.'

'We will have to keep an eye on him.'

'I think my students will do that as well. Gaelle and Janus seem to know who he is, they seemed shocked when I read out his name. They haven't said anything, and seem to have taken him under their wing, so to speak.'

'Hopefully he will become friends with them, it's such a shock to move school on the children, especially to a completely different country. He probably misses his friends from back home.'

'Anyway, I must be going Mara, I need to sort out my next lesson.'

'Keep me posted Remus.'

'Will do.' Standing up, Remus removed the muffliato, before placing his wand back into his sleeve and leaving the office.

'Good Morning Madame Robin!' He said as he passed her office.

'Good Morning Remus.' She replied, looking up from her paperwork and waving. Remus returned to his classroom, where looking from his window he could see Harry, Janus, Gaelle and another boy playing together on the playground.

Harry's POV - beginning of break

Harry, do you want to come with us? We're gonna go up to the field.'

'Yes please!' Harry smiled, and hurriedly picked up his bag, slightly worried they would leave him.

'So, Harry, you been in France long?'

'No, Janus, I moved here, what, um two, three weeks ago?'

'Ah, yes. Wherabouts do you live?'

'Um, not too far away, I can walk to school.' Remembering something his Uncle had said, he added. 'On the same road as Henri Dupont?'

'Do you know him then?'

'Not really, I haven't met them, my Uncle mentioned that they had a son in our year.'

'Oh, Henri's alright really, can be a bit full of himself sometimes, he's in Madame Juliens class this year. He can be a quite scary as well, he's quite tall and loud, but he's more of a protector, and picks on bullies in other years. I'll introduce you if you want, he usually helps out on playground duty with the younger years. It's better to get the horrible introductions over and done with sooner rather than later, hey Gaelle?'

'Yes, yes of course.'

'Okay then.' The three children walked over to the playground, chattering about their lives and where they had come from. Harry was happy to just let the other children talk, but they soon noticed, and started badgering him with questions. He was relieved when they arrived and they pointed out Henri. Henri, as Janus had said earlier, was very tall for his age. 'Hello Janus, Gaelle, and... I'm sorry, I don't know your name?'

Pushing him forward, Janus said. 'Il s'agit d'Harry Potter. Il est nouveau?

'Bonjour Harry! Comment vas-tu? En quelle année êtes-vous?'

Harry stood thinking, before replying, shakily in a strong English accent. 'Bonjour Henri. Je suis en 6 année.'

'Oui. Yes I am. I think you have met my Aunt Uncle and Cousin? Ma tante oncle et cousin? The Dursleys?'

'Oui. Je n'aime pas Dudley, il est tres ignorant.'

Harry started laughing, much to the amusement of Janus, Gaelle and Henri. 'What is so amusant? Pourquoi?'

Quickly calming down, Harry managed to reply, 'ma oncle, il pense que ton famille l'aime? My uncle thinks your family likes his?'

'Ma mere aime ton tante, mais nous n'aimons pas votre oncle et le cousin!'

Janus began to look shocked, and quickly spoke in French, too fast for Harry to pick up 'Il vit avec eux, Henri! Tu es stupide? Il vit dans la même maison qu'eux!'

'Oh. Pardon Harry. I did not meant to be rude.'

'You weren't. Je ne l'aime pas.'

Eager to break up this tense moment, Janus hit Harry on the arm, shouting 'tag!'. Remembering how the other students at his school used to play this, Harry began chasing Henri, Gaelle and Janus around the playground, finally managing to land a hit on Henri, before running away again. They played this for most of break, before flopping down onto the grass, panting.

'You're-really-fast Harry! You-should try-out for-the track-team.' Janus said. 'I'm on it, but you caught me so many times. You would probably be good at sprint.' Harry looked slightly confused, but was saved by the embarrassment of asking why he would be wanted, by the bell going off. 'Come on then, back to lesson.'

The four traipsed back to their respective classrooms, collapsing into their chairs with broad smiles on their faces. Remus stood up, telling the class, 'I'll be back in a minute, get out your things for the lesson.' He walked out the door, down the corridor to Madame Juliens classroom, to pick up Adam.

AN: apologies, previously forgot to translate in this chapter...

'Il s'agit d'Harry Potter. Il est nouveau?' This is Harry Potter. He is new.

'Bonjour Harry! Comment vas-tu? En quelle année êtes-vous?' Hello Harry. How are you? What year are you in?

'Bonjour Henri. Je suis en 6 année.' Hello Henri. I am a year 6

'Oui...Ma tante oncle et cousin? The Dursleys?' Yes, my aunt uncle and cousin? The Dursleys?'

'Oui. Je n'aime pas Dudley, il est tres ignorant.' Yes . I do not like Dudley, he is ignorant.

'ma oncle, il pense que ton famille l'aime?' My uncle thinks your family likes his?

'Ma mere aime ton tante, mais nous n'aimons pas votre oncle et ton cousin!' My mother likes your aunt, but we do not like your uncle of cousin!

'Il vit avec eux, Henri! Tu es stupide? Il vit dans la même maison qu'eux!' He lives with them Henri! Are you stupid? I lives in the same house as them!

' Je ne l'aime pas.' I don't like them.