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Prompt from tigergirl-moonstar: Love story based on Remus and Sirius how they got together and their relationship how it was meant to be without Voldemort and sent to Azkaban

SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT, BUT I'M IN UNIVERSITY!

Chapter 5

Remus

August 10th was my meeting with Dumbledore. Not the best time to do it, considering there was only five days until the full moon... It was better than doing it after the moon.

It was...amazing, being back in the halls of Hogwarts. Seeing the house colours, conversing with the ghosts and the pictures. Being back somewhere that reminded me of a better time, when we only had to worry about homework.

What I wouldn't give to be eleven again, waiting to attend Hogwarts! Of course, my friends would have be eleven again too - I wouldn't want to repeat Hogwarts without them.

We had so many memories with Hogwarts - from our first meeting on the train, right until our last day. From food fights in the Great Hall, to watching James and Sirius in Quidditch matches. From celebrating big birthdays, to Christmas' to Halloweens... Laughing, smiling, anger and crying - we had been with each other through it all.

I had so much to thank Hogwarts for.

FLASHBACK: Wednesday, September 1st 1971 - SIRIUS' POV

The Hogwarts Express - finally!

I had waited years to get away from the people I had to call my family; waited almost 12 years to get away from them and live my life! I hated their values, I hated how they spoke and treated people they classed as 'lower' than them...

I hated that their views stopped me from being with the better part of my family.

But it was fine, I was away from them! Which meant I was able to see one specific family member. I was going to see him everyday - we could screw with as many people as we could! I just had to find him first...

"OI! BLACK!" a voice yelled from behind me, as I walked down the train.

Well, finding him hadn't been as hard as I first thought..."

"JAMES!" I grinned, running to him. "How's my favourite third cousin?"

"I'm your only third cousin." James laughed. "But, I'm good. How does it feel to be away from the family from hell?"

"I don't want the summer to come! I want to stay as far away from them as possible."

"Don't blame you there, mate."

James had only ever been to my house once. I don't know how it came about, the two of us only three at the time... All I knew was that it had ended in screaming, shouting and jinxes being thrown at the adults.

The only other times we saw each other was at parties, places our families had to get along. It was nearly not enough.

"How'd your Mum take you leaving?" I asked, shaking my head to clear it

James groaned, pouting slightly. He loved his mother, he loved both of his parents - who wouldn't, they were great - don't take his reaction wrong... His mother was just a tad protective and attached. I mean, she was a stay at home mum, she was with James twenty-four-seven since the day he was born!

"She started crying and wouldn't let me go, that's how," James complained. "Dad had to rip her off me!"

"Next time that happens, make sure I'm around." I grinned.

"No! Why would I do that?"

"Oh, don't be such a girl, Jamie."

"You're the girl! Your hair's longer than mine."

"Oh, shut it, mama's boy!"

It was safe to say that I only had seconds to start running.

(Small time skip)

Thankfully, I was faster than James. And, you know, with there being a lot of people on the train, it made it that much harder for James to catch me.

I ran as fast as I could, glancing into each and every compartment, looking for one that I could slip into. One that, preferably, had next to no one in there.

Looks like I'm running to the back of the train.

It didn't take long before I came across a compartment. There was one person inside, sat by himself. Probably a first year like me. I raced into the compartment, slamming the door behind me, causing the boy sitting by the window to jump.

"Sorry about that; running from my cousin." I laughed, panting.

I collapsed into the seat opposite the boy, taking note of his appearance. He was pale and peaky, with light brown hair – slightly longer and thicker than James'. His eyes were a mix of blue, green and brown, I couldn't tell which colour was more dominant.

And how could I forget the scars.

There was one going through his left eyebrow, one on his right cheek and another on his left – lower down –, a smaller one on the bridge of his nose, and another small one underneath the right side of his lip. I couldn't see if he had any others because of his clothes, but I wouldn't be surprised.

"Sorry, I should introduce myself." I smiled, putting out my hand. "I'm Sirius. Sirius Black."

"Greek, meaning Dog Star." the boy replied, quietly while blushing, his voice hoarse, shaking my hand. "The Dog Star also known as alpha Canis Majoris, which is the brightest star, named after the Egyptian God, Osiris."

"Yeah! How did you know that?! No one knows that!"

"I read a lot."

"Cool. What's your name? Are you a First Year like me?"

The boy placed the book he was reading – huh, didn't notice that – down on the seat beside him. His hands, like his face, were scared as well. I caught a glimpse at his wrist, a vertical cut starting from his wrist, disappearing underneath his brown hoodie.

"I'm Remus Lupin, First Year." he told me. "Some people pronounce it Ray-mus like the Americans do; some pronounce it Ree-mus like the English. But I answer to both."

"Fair enough." I grinned. "Can you tell me something cool about your name? Like you did with mine?"

"Um... Well, my name is Latin and has no immediate meaning. Though in Latin, Remus is what they call an oar, an oar being what you row a boat with. Remus is also the name of one of the mythical twins who founded Rome."

"Mythical?"

"Yeah. Like a fairy-tale, legendary."

I nodded.

"How do you know all this?" I asked, amazed that someone my age knew all this.

"I read a lot. Plus my dad likes things to do with history, so he likes to get me involved sometimes. It's quite fascinating really; I love the books he finds." Remus replied, grinning, rushing a little, before bushing and going quiet. "Sorry, I get a little excited sometimes."

"It's fine. You know, I think you and I will be good friends, mate."

"Friends?"

"Yeah. Friends."

Remus grinned, widely, still blushing.

Yeah, we'd be great friends.

(Small time skip)

By the time James found me, Remus and I were practically best friends. I had him smiling and laughing, talking to me as if we had known each other for years.

It was amazing what could happen when someone felt comfortable.

Of course, the moment James ran in, looking like he was about to murder me, it kind of knocked Remus back a bit.

"Where the hell have you been?!" James snarled. "I've been running around this train like a crazy person!"

Coughing to try and hide my laughter, I turned back to Remus.

"Rem, meet my third cousin James Potter; Jamie, meet our new friend Remus Lupin." I grinned. "Rem, do the thing!"

"Derived from the Hebrew name Jacob. It means 'supplanter', one who follows." Remus said, smiling again. "In the 17th century the Scottish King James VI inherited the English throne, becoming the first ruler of all Britain, and the name became much more popular."

"Holy crap..." James whispered.

With the murderous look on his face gone, James sat next to me.

"Awesome, right?!" I laughed. "Remus knows all kinds of cool things - he's super smart!"

"Wicked!" James grinned.

(Small time skip)

The train had only been moving for, about, half an hour when the door to the compartment opened again. Another boy, most likely another first year, had popped his head around the side - he had mousy brown hair, blue eyes and a light complexion.

The jumper he wore was far too big, the sleeves hanging down over his hands. As he looked round at the three of us, he played with one of the frayed edges, biting his lip.

"C-Can I sit with you guys?" he squeaked. "Th-There's no room anywhere else."

"Sure! The more the merrier!" I grinned.

"You're Pettigrew, right?" James asked. "Peter Pettigrew? You've come to some of my parents' parties."

The boy nodded, shuffling in quickly, closing the door behind him before perching on the seat next to Remus.

"Yeah, that's me." he said. "You're James Potter, right? I'm terrible with names..."

"No, you're right, mate!" James chuckled. "This here's Sirius Black, a relation of mine - I think you met at my Mum and Dad's Christmas party last year; that's Remus Lupin, a new friend."

"Rem, do you know anything about Peter's name?" I asked.

All Remus had to do was nod. As soon as he had, James and I were begging him to tell us - even Peter seemed interested!

"Derived from the Greek Petros, meaning stone. The translation used in most versions of the New Testament, of the Bible, of the name Cephas, meaning stone, in Aramaic, which was given to the apostle Simon by Jesus." Remus told us. "Simon Peter was the most prominent of the apostles during Jesus' ministry and is often considered the first pope. Due to the renown of the apostle, this name became common throughout the Christian world, in various spellings."

I thought he was going to stop there - there was already some things I didn't understand, which I assumed was because they were part of the Muggle world. However, there was more.

"In England the Normans introduced it in the Old French form Piers, which was gradually replaced by the spelling Peter starting in the fifteenth century." he continued. "Besides the apostle, other saints by this name include the eleventh century reformer Saint Peter Damian and the thirteenth century preacher Saint Peter Martyr."

Again, some words and stuff I didn't understand, but it was amazing that someone could remember all of this!

"It was also borne by rulers of Aragon, Portugal, and Russia, including the Russian tsar Peter the Great, who defeated Sweden in the Great Northern War." Remus finished. "Fictional characters with the name Peter include: Peter Rabbit, from Beatrix Potter's children's books and Peter Pan, a boy who refused to grow up and went to this magical land."

It was an unspoken realisation that Remus was an absolute genius!

END OF FLASHBACK - BACK TO: Monday, August 10th 1981 - REMUS' POV

Hogwarts was how I found my friends...


Being in Dumbledore's office had brought back even more memories. I couldn't even begin to count how many times we had been sent to him for causing trouble - not that the man minded, he always seemed rather amused at our group's antics.

It was hard to concentrate on the actual reason for our meeting, when all I could do was reminisce.

By the end of the meeting, almost two hours after my arrival, Dumbledore and I had made our agreement. I had given him my answer and he had accepted it. No questions about why it had been my answer; no asking if I was sure. He just took my answer, letting me know I was free to look around the grounds before I felt the need to leave.

So I did and happily so.

This was how I found myself underneath our tree - The Marauders' Tree.

During First Year, the boys and I had used our wands to carve our names into the bark, keeping them there for years to come. We had even added Lily's name, once she and James finally got around to dating!

A lot had happened when we were at the tree - well, we had sat under it almost every day, so of course a lot would happen...

FLASHBACK: Wednesday, October 6th 1976 - SIRIUS' POV

James and Lily had only just started dating.

The boy was so head over heels for the girl, it was a wonder how she never believed him! I mean, I was surprised James' Animagus wasn't a dog!

It was sweet, though.

James had calmed down a little, not so eager to impress - he only came off as arrogant and stupid, two things he really wasn't. And Lily saw that now. She saw just how nice a guy James could actually be.

Especially when it came to his friends.

It was a rather warm October morning, something you didn't expect, especially in the good old UK - not that I was complaining, it was better than rain! Peter, Lily, Remus and I had taken to sitting under the tree, waiting for James to meet us. See, James had been kept behind in Transfiguration and he had told us to go on ahead without him... He should have been out by now, but there was no sign of him.

He took almost an hour to show up and, when he did, the sight wasn't pretty...

Blood was running down his face, from his nose and mouth. Dirt caked his hair and scratches littered his face and arms. Bruises seemed to be popping up everywhere on any visible skin; clothes ripped... He was a total mess!

I barely heard the exclamations of shock from Lily; Remus and I rushing forward to catch James as he started to teeter slightly.

"Hospital Wing, now!" I said.

(Small time skip)

James had passed out moments before we had gotten him to the Hospital Wing, waking up minutes after we had set him on the bed. He was disorientated and confused when he woke up, just how you expected him to be, but his memory was intact.

"What the bloody hell happened to you?!" I demanded, glaring slightly.

"I had a picnic with a unicorn." James groaned, sarcastically.

When he tried sitting up, he yelped in pain - from what I didn't know and I wasn't sure if I wanted to... Lily was quick to help him, slowly helping him up, placing pillows behind us back to keep him there and comfortable. It was strange, seeing this girl that I had once perceived as unflappable so worried and unsure.

"James... What happened?" Lily asked, timidly, her voice shaking slightly.

Sighing, James stared down at the covers that lay across him, picking at the edges.

"I heard some Slytherins talking shit." he shrugged, mumbling. "Gave them a talking to, they replied with their fists - it's no big deal."

"It is a big deal if you pass out on us!" Remus snarled - with his time of the month only two days away, he was a little short tempered... "For fuck sake, James, what were you thinking?!"

"What else am I supposed to do when some arseholes are badmouthing my friends?!"

It didn't take long for us to get it out of him - apparently, a couple of the Slytherins in our year, had some very interesting things to say about Remus and I. Things that were too crude and disgustingly rude to repeat.

Let's just say that, once James was fully healed, those guys faced the wrath of the Marauders - and then the staff at Hogwarts.

END OF FLASHBACK - BACK TO: Monday, August 10th 1981 - REMUS' POV

That week had been rather action packed - quite literally. Dumbledore and McGonagall obviously knew that, the second time around, the fight was on the four of us, yet we were not disciplined. I supposed they somehow found out what the group had said about Sirius and I...


That afternoon, once I got home, Sirius practically tackled me the moment he saw me. Questions left right and centre about what had happened, what I had said... I barely had time to take my jacket off before I was being shepherded into the living room!

I was forced onto the sofa, a mug of hot chocolate placed in my hands, and an impatient Sirius Black bouncing in the seat next to me.

Honestly, he was such a puppy!

"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" he whined. "What did you say?!"

Grinning, I placed the mug down, only to place both hands onto Sirius' shoulders to stop him from jumping. Not that it worked. Honestly, he was such an excitable child sometimes!

But I loved that about him...

"I took the job..." I told him. "But I'm starting next September. I asked if we could have a year to prepare."

I was then, literally, tackled.

Of course, it was after the tackling that Sirius really heard what I had said.

"Wait, 'we'?" he asked, head cocking to the side.

"Yeah, we." I chuckled. "I'm pretty sure I remember you saying something about being my assistant?"


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