Remus stood apart from all the other parents outside the Primary school in Little Whinging. He didn't even know what the point of him being there was. He hadn't seen Harry since he was fifteen months old, which was five years ago. How was he supposed to recognise him? He had figured out where Harry was from what Dumbledore had told him. Well Dumbledore hadn't told him where he was, just sort of hinted that Harry was at the Dursley's. He knew that the Dursley's had moved to Little Whinging years ago, so, logically, Harry would be attending the local Primary school. Well that was the theory anyway. Remus didn't even know what he was going to do when he saw Harry, he just wanted to see him.
Remus's train of thought was broken by a familiar sounding voice.
"Vernon, dear, remember don't yell at Harry again in front of the teachers. Goodness knows what they'll think of us if you do that." Remus looked up to see Petunia Evans, sorry no Dursley, following a man who must be her husband. Petunia was Harry's mother's sister, Lily and Petunia had never got on. He watched them walk into the school grounds. The first few children had started walking into school, he watched them as he sat on a wall and waited for the Dursley's to come back out.
He had almost given up hope of the Dursley's ever leaving the school when, about three quarters of an hour later he heard a group of voices.
"Well boy, pleased with yourself now?" A man shouted, "they were that close to suspending you. Not that you didn't deserve it, but if you get suspended then we got stuck with you all day instead." A younger boy said something in reply, but Remus couldn't hear it. The group came out of the gates. All of Remus's previous concerns about not being able to recognise Harry disappeared. The small boy looked almost exactly like the pictures Remus had seen of Harry's father, James, when he was younger. From the distance he was he could only make out two differences, his height and his clothes. Remus knew that if he were closer he would be able to see brilliant green eyes instead of James's brown ones.
Remus followed them as they got into a car and drove off. He muttered a tracking spell under his breath and waited for about half an hour before apparating to the Dursley's house.
He emerged in what looked like every muggles idea of a normal street. All of the hedges were neat and trimmed. The cars clean and all the houses had identically painted doors. He paused before walking up to the door of number four. What was he going to say, what was he going to do? He shook of all of his doubts and walked determinedly up to the door, which he knocked on with determination.
A very fat boy opened the door.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"Erm… Remus Lupin. I'm here to see Harry Potter."
"What do you want to see him for?"
"Can I speak to your parents please?"
"They're here, what do you want?" said Vernon Dursley walking up to the front door.
"I'm Remus Lupin, I'm here to see your nephew Harry Potter. I was a friend of his parents."
"There is no Harry Potter here, I don't know who you're talking about." Mr Dursley snapped before slamming the door in Remus's face. Remus stood there shocked for about two minutes.
"Oh there isn't a Harry Potter here." He muttered, disappointed, under his breath. He wondered what had gone wrong with the tracking spell. "Really, not what I thought." He turned around, checked for any watching muggles before apparating home.
Again it would be gratefully appreciated if you could review. And sorry about the chapters being short but theres a very clear definition between the events in each of the previous chapters. The next might be longer, really.