I am noting that all of the characters in this fan fiction belong and are the rightful property of J.K. Rowling (except the ones that I list below). Some of these scenarios in this chapter and so forth are based on the Harry Potter series. So keep in mind that THESE ARE MY STORIES BUT THE ORIGINAL STORY-LINE BELONGS RIGHTFULLY TO THE MAGNIFICENT J.K. ROWLING! So please don't copy them, they are very dear to me!!
Thanks!
~Amanda~
Here are the characters in this chapter that are mine:
Susan Lupin
Peter Lupin
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CHAPTER 1: THE LETTER
The afternoon sun filtered through the open window, acting as a spotlight on the oak wood floor. The pleasantly warm summer air surrounded Remus like he was submerged in a hot bath. The breeze was pulling the scents of pine trees into the old house, and he could hear his mother and father talking as they walked back from the lake. Remus just sat there, hypnotized, absolutely certain that he was sitting in ultimate perfection.
Remus Lupin, was undoubtedly, one of the nicest people you could ever meet, and yet, he one was one of the strangest.
Eight years ago, to this very day, Remus, at the age of three, was bitten by a werewolf. Yet, the most peculiar thing about him is that he just lives his life like a normal eleven year-old boy. He does not sit in a depression, feeling sorry and hating himself for being a werewolf, no, he is not that kind of person. Today, as always, he is feeling pretty content on the way life is going.
Peter and Susan were trotting up the path through the garden, admiring in loud voices what a wonderful day it is. Remus stirred, falling in a doze moments before, and became even happier when he heard the voices of his parents.
"Hi mum! Hey dad!" he said, gamboling to the open door.
They beamed even more, if it was possible, and Susan replied, "You should've come Remus, it was lovely cool water! You would've had so much fun."
"Nah, I was tired from last night... you know." Even with all the happiness in the air, it was an unpleasant silence that had set itself between the three beings.
A few minutes later Susan said, "Err, Remus your father picked these flowers for me, would you be so kind?"
"Sure mum." he replied and retrieved the bouquet of daisies and roses from his mother's dirty hands. He trudged back into the house, numbly aware of his parents uncomfortable and sorrowful faces. In the kitchen he took a vase from the top of the cabinet and filled it with water, thinking of the horror-filled night before, the night of his transformation.
Just as he set the flowers on the table, a snowy barn owl fluttered in, Remus was used to this naturally because owl post is the one of the communication processes in the wizardry world, but it still startled him. The owl flew unto the Remus's shoulder, hooting expectantly, waiting for him to open his letter.
He untied the thick parchment envelope to find addressed to him in emerald ink:
Remus Lupin
The Kitchen
401 Harkfield Trail
Outside London
"Mum, DAD!" his voice shook uncontrollably. Peter and Susan ran into the kitchen and very startled themselves demanded, "What's the matter?!"
Remus couldn't speak, he had not been expecting this, definitely not this... if it was what he thought it to be. "Letter... school?"
"What?" questioned Peter, obviously flabbergasted.
Remus gestured to this letter and deeply out of breath, handed it to his mother.
"Oh my! Peter, is this what I think it is?"
Peter examined the envelope carefully and coming to a conclusion said, "Well why are we standing, guessing about a letter we haven't a clue what is about?" With that he flung it back into Remus's hand. "Let's go into the living room." He lead the way shakily to the plush couch and sat upon it, twiddling his thumbs as he always did when he was nervous. "Are you going to read it or not son?"
"Sure." Remus replied shakily. He turned over the parchment, a wax seal of four animals and a giant H was set into it. He ripped the envelope open and pulled out a heavy piece of parchment, opened and read it aloud:
"HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
~
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mupwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Lupin,
We are pleased to inform you that you have accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of necessary books and equipment.
Term begins September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
P.S. In your case Mr. Lupin, Professor Dumbledore wishes to meet you and your family to discuss situations in which your placement at Hogwarts may be secured. The meeting is August 1, at 3pm, in The Leaky Cauldron tavern, London."
A very shocked silence hung in the thick air, all seemed to be still.
After many moments of this unpleasant silence Remus said uncertainly aloud, "Discuss situations in which your placement at Hogwarts may be secured?"
Susan started the sniffle, "Oh honey!" She stood up and hugged Remus, "We weren't sure you'd get accepted! I'm so proud of you!" Tears started streaming out of her eyes, "Isn't it WONDERFUL PETER???"
"Yes it is dear." he had picked up the letter a moment before to make sure it wasn't a fake. After much examining he stood up suddenly very happy and announced, "My son is going to the most prominent wizardry school in the world!" And he joined the group hug.
"Wait! We have to send an answer back!" Remus yelped.
Remus raced to the desk, pulled out ink and parchment and wrote hurriedly, "Yes, I will come to Hogwarts school." and signed it with his name. He went up the stairs two at a time, and raced to his parents' room to find their owl, Ivy. He tied the parchment to her leg. "This is to go to Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts okay Ivy?" He smiled and stroked her, then she flew out the open window. Very excited and ecstatic with happiness, he giddily slid down the banister of the stairs and went back into the kitchen again, to find his parents sitting at the table apparently arguing over something.
Once they saw him in the doorway they stopped talking and looked at him. "What's the matter?" Remus asked, at their shocked and sorrowful faces.
"Sit down honey." Susan said heavily and conjured another chair for him in midair.
"WHAT IS IT?!" he shouted, wondering why in the world they were sulky now of all times.
"Remus it's just that... umm... err-"
"-we don't know if going to school is the err... right choice for you son." his father finished for Susan's lack of words.
Remus's jaw fell open, how could they- why would they?
"Well it's just because... uh..."
"-because I'm a werewolf," he said quietly.
"Well yes son. Think about your transformations, where are you going to transform without being a danger to the other kids, and teachers for that matter?"
"Well I guess that what the meeting with Professor Dumbledore is about dad, just give it a chance will you? I'm finally getting an opportunity at something, something that I'm going to love. Please, just give me a chance." Remus finished and slumped upstairs to his room and shut the door. One more day.... he thought, we'll find out tomorrow.
Many hours later his mother's voice floated up the stairs asking him to come down to dinner, Remus still remained on his bed, in an apathetic phase and purposely pretended not to hear her, very apprehensive and nervous for the following day. Dreading the hours beyond, Remus fell into a uneasy sleep.
Thanks!
~Amanda~
Here are the characters in this chapter that are mine:
Susan Lupin
Peter Lupin
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CHAPTER 1: THE LETTER
The afternoon sun filtered through the open window, acting as a spotlight on the oak wood floor. The pleasantly warm summer air surrounded Remus like he was submerged in a hot bath. The breeze was pulling the scents of pine trees into the old house, and he could hear his mother and father talking as they walked back from the lake. Remus just sat there, hypnotized, absolutely certain that he was sitting in ultimate perfection.
Remus Lupin, was undoubtedly, one of the nicest people you could ever meet, and yet, he one was one of the strangest.
Eight years ago, to this very day, Remus, at the age of three, was bitten by a werewolf. Yet, the most peculiar thing about him is that he just lives his life like a normal eleven year-old boy. He does not sit in a depression, feeling sorry and hating himself for being a werewolf, no, he is not that kind of person. Today, as always, he is feeling pretty content on the way life is going.
Peter and Susan were trotting up the path through the garden, admiring in loud voices what a wonderful day it is. Remus stirred, falling in a doze moments before, and became even happier when he heard the voices of his parents.
"Hi mum! Hey dad!" he said, gamboling to the open door.
They beamed even more, if it was possible, and Susan replied, "You should've come Remus, it was lovely cool water! You would've had so much fun."
"Nah, I was tired from last night... you know." Even with all the happiness in the air, it was an unpleasant silence that had set itself between the three beings.
A few minutes later Susan said, "Err, Remus your father picked these flowers for me, would you be so kind?"
"Sure mum." he replied and retrieved the bouquet of daisies and roses from his mother's dirty hands. He trudged back into the house, numbly aware of his parents uncomfortable and sorrowful faces. In the kitchen he took a vase from the top of the cabinet and filled it with water, thinking of the horror-filled night before, the night of his transformation.
Just as he set the flowers on the table, a snowy barn owl fluttered in, Remus was used to this naturally because owl post is the one of the communication processes in the wizardry world, but it still startled him. The owl flew unto the Remus's shoulder, hooting expectantly, waiting for him to open his letter.
He untied the thick parchment envelope to find addressed to him in emerald ink:
Remus Lupin
The Kitchen
401 Harkfield Trail
Outside London
"Mum, DAD!" his voice shook uncontrollably. Peter and Susan ran into the kitchen and very startled themselves demanded, "What's the matter?!"
Remus couldn't speak, he had not been expecting this, definitely not this... if it was what he thought it to be. "Letter... school?"
"What?" questioned Peter, obviously flabbergasted.
Remus gestured to this letter and deeply out of breath, handed it to his mother.
"Oh my! Peter, is this what I think it is?"
Peter examined the envelope carefully and coming to a conclusion said, "Well why are we standing, guessing about a letter we haven't a clue what is about?" With that he flung it back into Remus's hand. "Let's go into the living room." He lead the way shakily to the plush couch and sat upon it, twiddling his thumbs as he always did when he was nervous. "Are you going to read it or not son?"
"Sure." Remus replied shakily. He turned over the parchment, a wax seal of four animals and a giant H was set into it. He ripped the envelope open and pulled out a heavy piece of parchment, opened and read it aloud:
"HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
~
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mupwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Lupin,
We are pleased to inform you that you have accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of necessary books and equipment.
Term begins September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
P.S. In your case Mr. Lupin, Professor Dumbledore wishes to meet you and your family to discuss situations in which your placement at Hogwarts may be secured. The meeting is August 1, at 3pm, in The Leaky Cauldron tavern, London."
A very shocked silence hung in the thick air, all seemed to be still.
After many moments of this unpleasant silence Remus said uncertainly aloud, "Discuss situations in which your placement at Hogwarts may be secured?"
Susan started the sniffle, "Oh honey!" She stood up and hugged Remus, "We weren't sure you'd get accepted! I'm so proud of you!" Tears started streaming out of her eyes, "Isn't it WONDERFUL PETER???"
"Yes it is dear." he had picked up the letter a moment before to make sure it wasn't a fake. After much examining he stood up suddenly very happy and announced, "My son is going to the most prominent wizardry school in the world!" And he joined the group hug.
"Wait! We have to send an answer back!" Remus yelped.
Remus raced to the desk, pulled out ink and parchment and wrote hurriedly, "Yes, I will come to Hogwarts school." and signed it with his name. He went up the stairs two at a time, and raced to his parents' room to find their owl, Ivy. He tied the parchment to her leg. "This is to go to Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts okay Ivy?" He smiled and stroked her, then she flew out the open window. Very excited and ecstatic with happiness, he giddily slid down the banister of the stairs and went back into the kitchen again, to find his parents sitting at the table apparently arguing over something.
Once they saw him in the doorway they stopped talking and looked at him. "What's the matter?" Remus asked, at their shocked and sorrowful faces.
"Sit down honey." Susan said heavily and conjured another chair for him in midair.
"WHAT IS IT?!" he shouted, wondering why in the world they were sulky now of all times.
"Remus it's just that... umm... err-"
"-we don't know if going to school is the err... right choice for you son." his father finished for Susan's lack of words.
Remus's jaw fell open, how could they- why would they?
"Well it's just because... uh..."
"-because I'm a werewolf," he said quietly.
"Well yes son. Think about your transformations, where are you going to transform without being a danger to the other kids, and teachers for that matter?"
"Well I guess that what the meeting with Professor Dumbledore is about dad, just give it a chance will you? I'm finally getting an opportunity at something, something that I'm going to love. Please, just give me a chance." Remus finished and slumped upstairs to his room and shut the door. One more day.... he thought, we'll find out tomorrow.
Many hours later his mother's voice floated up the stairs asking him to come down to dinner, Remus still remained on his bed, in an apathetic phase and purposely pretended not to hear her, very apprehensive and nervous for the following day. Dreading the hours beyond, Remus fell into a uneasy sleep.
