I do not own Harry potter ,as I'm not rich. I have 6.43 to my name. That's American dollars. Therefore I did not make billions on a child storybook revolution. I wish I did.

"We're lucky your Mother's out today." Said John as he brought out a tea tray into the spotless sitting room.

Remus nodded from his place, huddled with his legs pulled to his chest on the small faded green velvet loveseat.

"You worried?"

He shrugged. At that moment, there was a knock at the front door.

"That's him. Why don't you get it? I have to check the kettle."

Remus uncurled himself and walked to the white wood plank door. A quote ran through his head from the conversation he had had with his father just two nights before. Because I had to. He opening the door slowly to reveal a rather old man dressed in strange purple robes.

"Mr. Lupin, I presume?" His blue eyes twinkled.

Remus nodded shyly, and opened the door to welcome him inside, Because I had to. I have to do this, he thought.

Remus lead the ancient Professor the few steps it took into the sitting room. Dumbledore made himself at home immediately in the cream wing-back chair beside Remus' couch. Remus sat on the edge of the cushion, toying with the unraveling seam of his dress shirt. Another quote flashed through his mind I thought if I had a chance to, I could have made things better.

"Ah, Professor Dumbledore!" exclaimed John as he entered "Thank you for coming on such short notice . How was your trip?"

"Oh, fine, thank you. So, I believe we are here to sort out a problem?"

"Well, yes. You see, as I said in my letter, Remus here-"

"Is a Lycanthrope. Yes. I don't see any problem with him attending Hogwarts."

"Really?" asked Remus. Dumbledore chuckled.

"Of course you may attend, my boy!"

"Sir, isn't it dangerous?" he asked quietly . I knew, and didn't know what I risked.

"Ah, well, I suppose it is. But, I assure you we will take every precaution necessary to insure the safety of every student, including yourself. This is a chance I have been waiting for." A chance to make things better.

"What do you mean?" asked John

"I have been attempting to break prejudice barriers in the school for some time. Having someone with Lycanthropy attending school successfully would work wonders."

"Haven't you had a chance before? Surely others-"

"Have requested attendance? Sadly no. I believe Remus here is the first to ask and be approved. It did take some persuasion on my part, but by his records, it would be wonderful to have him."

Remus gaped. That was too easy.

"I'm glad to see you're getting along with him." said Mary, unaware that Remus could hear the conversation from his room above.

"Well, he's my son, and I've missed him a heap." said John

"You've been bonding a great deal."

"As I said, I've missed him."

"And where did you go today?"

"Er, the muggle zoo." he said, not catching her eye "You know how Remus loves animals."

"Hm." she raised an eyebrow "Did you have fun?"

"Oh yeah, it was grand." Mary looked him over a moment.

"John, you're a dreadful liar."

"What do you mean?"

"What did you really do with Remus?"

"We went to the zoo! We saw… lions, and, er, monkeys, and-"

"Puffskeins? Did you see them?"

"Er, Yeah! Yeah, loads of those. Remus loved them."

"Those are magical John. You can't see those at a muggle zoo." she said coldly.

"Oh, well, er, they might have been… rabbits…" he said pathetically.

"Where were you?"

John sighed "Diagon Alley."

"John you know I don't want Remus there! He's not used to being in public!"

"Who's fault is that?"

"Oh, don't blame this on me!! You know how people treat lycanthropes."

"But they don't know he is one! He's a normal boy. He just has a… a problem.."

"A problem I have shaped my life around for the past five years! A problem that can only kill my son if we let it get out of hand!"

"But he deserves something different."

"I never said he didn't! But I'm looking at this realistically! There's a reason they call werewolves cursed! He doesn't have a chance at a normal life!"

"Yes he does Mary."

"And how?"

"Hogwarts."

"I thought I told you he wasn't going!"

"He is. He's leaving in a week."

"The full moon is in five days. You can't think he will recover-"

"He will."

"You're expecting too much out of him! He can't handle this!"

"You expect him to accomplish nothing, do you?"

"Of course not!"

"Then let him go. Please Mary."

"I won't let him!"

John paused "He won't end up like you Mary. He has a family that would accept him."

"He's not going to that God-Forsaken school John!! I am distancing him from the world that will treat him the way he shouldn't be treat."

"And bringing him to your world, where they burn witches."

"Oh, learn your history. They've stopped doing that! I just-"

"Mary." he said gently "Please let him go."

"I swear on my own grave that I don't want this for him."

"He's going."

"There's a death sentence for your son right there."

Remus re-packed his things in the early morning, Mary having unpacked them the night before. His truck was second-hand (John didn't have much money, as it turned out), but he didn't mind. He had found John's old trunk in the attic storage space, a small pile of boxes hidden in a crawl space behind Remus' walls. Remus had found a versatile charm, and switched the initials from J.R. Lupin (John Romulus) to R.J. Lupin. The trunk was his.

His books were packed, some not required in his year, but a necessity none the less. His wand was in his pocket, never leaving his side since it's purchase. His robes, also John's old ones, were a smidge to long, but he had managed to take them in. They looked good as new. He would of course change on the train. Walking through King's Cross in black robes wasn't the most overlooked style.

He checked his room once over, making sure he didn't forget anything, and slowly, for what he knew would be the last time in a long time, exited through the window, taking off once more into the woods.

He walked through the crowds of Kings Cross station with his Father beside him. He was too dazed to notice the overwhelming scents and sounds that plagued any crowd. He was leaving.

Why did you leave?

Because I had to. I thought if I had a chance to, I could have made things better. I decided I should leave. Mum gave me a nudge of course.

But you abandoned us. You didn't come back, and you should have.

I had to. And I was in no state to take care of you then.

Mum cried every night for a year when you left.

If remus made Mum cry, and he probably already had, he would regret it forever. She had shed enough tears for one lifetime. He looked around the station, realizing that something was wrong.

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"The ticket says 9 and ¾"

"so it does."

"There's only 9 and 10. There can't be anything in between."

"You'd be surprised. Watch."

Remus caught sight of a boy with messy black hair facing a brick divider. What Remus supposed were his parents, a woman with long silver hair, and a man with a cane and the same hair as the boy, though slightly graying, stood behind him. The father whispered something to the boy, who nodded, and ran towards the wall. Remus expected a crash, but the boy just disappeared without a trace.

"I think I missed something." he said quietly. John chuckled

"Come on, follow me." John took the luggage cart from Remus and grabbed him by the arm before he could object. He walked straight into a brick wall.

(A/N) I WALK INTO BRICK WALLS ALL THE TIME!! So, guess what!! Remus is going to Hogwarts!! gives celebration cookies to the world hurray!! So next chapter, he is off to that beloved magic school we all know so well.

Er, just a note, when things are italicized they are something Remus remembered his dad saying, or he was saying to his dad, in the conversation that follow the end of last chapter.

Thanks super much to Jessie, xStarfirexRobinxo , she has saved me so many times. Love you cousin!! Oh, and honorable mention to Ariana (for no reason, lol) and Ryan for determining a future scenario.

happy reading

Charlotte Indigo (Valerie)

thanks a bunch to my reviewers, feel free to continue, lol. love yous!!