Disclaimer: I own Adrianne, Freddy, Romulus, Aunt Mindy, Uncle Sean and that's about it. But I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, places or events. I'm merely borrowing them. Please, please, please don't sue me! I can't say that you'd get more than a peice of lint from my pocket. What can I say, I'm poor?
Chapter One: "Home"
Remus Lupin was drenched and waiting for his uncle at King's Cross station in London. It was raining cats and dogs and his uncle had forgotten him, *again.* But what was worse was, sitting on his trunk were his long time friends, James Potter and Sirius Black. They had both come from pureblood wizard families and had no idea what they were in for if they were going to stay at Remus' for summer vacation. Remus looked down the street, praying to whatever god there may be that a silver minivan would pull up and get them the hell out of here. He didn't see one and cast a worried glance at his comrads. Sirius was looking around, absently and James was playing with something inside his hand that looked unmistakably like a snitch. Remus merely shook his head and did not bother to reprimand him. Besides, if anyone were to come that close as to see it, which he doubted would happen, they would think it was just a plain ball.
Remus occupied himself with looking up and down the street again. Then turned, once more, to his friends and said, "All right. Wait here. I'll be back in a moment." They nodded and Remus ran off to find a telephone. Fortunely, there was one not too far from where his wizard friends were sitting. He picked up the reciever and called a cab company. A few minutes later they he was back and looking down the street. When he saw the cab, he beckoned to James and Sirius, who looked confused. But Remus had expected it. When they were piled in the small car, Remus asked the driver, "Will 11 pounds take us to 633 Roland Ave.?" [A/N: Okay, I'm from America and I don't really know much about England's money. I'm really sorry.] The driver gave him a severe look and grunted, "No. It'll take you about two miles away from it though." Remus sighed, heavily and replied, "All right. Take us there."
Half way through the ride, Sirius grew restless and curious. Remus knew this wasn't a good combination, but all he wanted at the moment was *alot* of aspirin and a long nap. He couldn't believe that he had agreed to take both his friends for vacation. He had tried, desperatly to talk them out of it and made up all sorts of excuses but nothing would sway them. And then, to add to his troubles, Sirius opened the cab door in the middle of a busy street while they were still moving. "Sirius! You idiot! Close it!" James hissed. Sirius did with a grin and contented himself with playing with the window, which then annoyed the driver, who kicked them out about two miles early. Remus sat down on his luggage and rubbed his temple. "What did you have to do that for?" he asked. Sirius shrugged, "I wanted to know how it worked. I've never been in a--what was it called?"
"A car." James answered.
"Right--a car, before." he looked at Remus, who was now standing. James cast a worried glance at his werewolf friend as well. He opened his mouth to speak but Remus beat him.
"Okay, we're gonna have to walk home. It's about four miles. I think. So grab your luggage." In silence the trio walked. Remus' mind was clearly elsewhere, Sirius was bored and James was worried. They're trunks were heavy too.
'We must be a sight' thought Remus. 'I can't believe I didn't have enough money to take us all the way home. God, Aunt Mindy won't be happy when she's all of us wet and dirty!' He hung his head low and ten minutes later Sirius quit walking.
"Stop!" he said. "I'm tired. And my trunk is really heavy. Oh bloody hell, STOP!" The other two boys did so and watched as Sirius sat down.
"We've barely gone a mile." Remus said, but sat down as well. James followed the suit.
"Okay, if I get us another cab, when we've finished one--just ONE," he held up one finger, "Padfoot--more mile, then we could ride the rest of the way home and still be able to tip the driver?" he looked at them both. James shrugged. He was in good athletic condition and could walk if he wanted to. It didn't matter. But Sirius immediatly said, "Okay. Just one though..." And they began to walk again. As promised, Remus got them a cab and went home. Remus didn't really use the term 'home' very often. Same with family. He stepped out onto the sidewalk and looked up at the house. It was big and old and worn and needed alot of work. It also had a very small yard and a huge rotting, privacy fence. He braced himself for whatever may happen inside and said to his friends, "Okay, when we get in, go straight up the stairs. The first door on the left is Romulus' room. Don't go in there. The one on the right is Freddy's. Steer clear of that too. The second on the left is Adrianne's room. Please ignore that one as well. And finally, my room is the second on the right. Second on the right. Okay? Go there and wait for me, all right?"
James gave him a quizzical look and Sirius nodded. Remus took a deep breath and opened the door. "Stairs are over there." he said and watched his two friends trudge up the long flight. "Uncle Sean! Aunt Mindy! I'm home!" he called. No answer. He walked into the kitchen. No one. then intot he living room. There was his aunt, passed out. 'At least she won't see how dirty we are.' Remus thought. then he noticed his uncle emerge from the bathroom. "You're late." he growled. "And your soaked!"
"Yeah. Sorry. Just wanted to tell you that we're here." he mumbled and began to turn when his uncle said, "Where're those friends of yours?" He clearly didn't believe that Remus had friends.
"They're upstairs. And I'm going to go change now." With that he left his uncle to his T.V. and lager, walked upstairs and made a mental note to clean up the mud before his aunt awoke. He was glad that His brother's and cousins' doors were shut. It meant that Sirius and James hadn't been exposed to them without Remus being there. He opened the door to his room and saw that his friends had changed and had thrown their clothes into his bath tub.
"Sorry, Moony. Didn't know what we should do with them." James said.
"It's okay, Prongs. I'll go hang them up later." Remus managed a smile and pulled out some clothes. He then noticed that James and Sirius were wearing robes. "That won't do." he said and gestured to their garments.
"Why not?" Sirius demanded.
"My uncle is a squib who hates magic and my aunt is a muggle who thinks I go to an ordinary boarding school."
"She doesn't ask about the owls that come in and out over holidays?" James asked, astounded.
"Well, she doesn't notice them, does she? I mean, my uncle hides it from her."
"What about your transformations?" Sirius asked.
"Well, I don't transform here. My uncle takes me to this...this place, every full moon. I'm not sure where it is."
"What?!" the others asked at the same time.
"It doesn't matter. His doesn't want his wife to know. Anyway it's not like she'd really notice. She's kind of well... you know." He busied himself with looking for clothes that would fit James, who had more muscles than him and was bigger. Sirius wouldn't be much of a problem, though. But for James, he would just talk Romulus into giving him a pair of pants, somehow, because they were nearly the same size. And if worse came to worse, he would snitch a pair of his pants from the laundry.
"Here." he tossed Sirius some clothes. He was about to leave when James snorted.
"I'm getting you some!" He said, faking anger and grinned. Remus walked down the hallway and came to Romulus' room and knocked, softly. A voice from inside said, "Yeah, come in!" The room was dark and musty and it smelled strongly of pot. "Oh, it's you." the voice said. "Yeah. Me. Rom, I have some friends over and one of them is bigger than me and he's about the same size as you, so--"
"You want me to lend your friend some clothes?" his brother laughed.
"Yeah. If it's not too much trouble."
"Whatever, Remus. Take what you want!" he laughed again. Remus found clean pair of pants and hurried out of the blacklit room as fast as he could. "Okay, James. Put these on." he handed the artical of clothing to James. "Also, shirts are in the closet. Take whatever one appeals to you." Remus grabbed one off the hanger and went into his bathroom to change. He didn't want his friends to see the many scars on his body from the full moon nights. He came back out and said, "We have to go out again. Soon. We don't have any food in the house. Ever. So we need to get some stuff. Thus," he pointed to the fridge, "And tonight we can either get pizza, chinese food, go somewhere or starve?" He laughed a little. Sirius looked very disturbed at the thought of starving and James' jaw dropped to the floor. "I was kidding." Remus said, laughing even more at the look on his face. Sirius glanced at him and laughed with his friend and James mumbled, "Yeah... I knew that... Um." he blushed and became very interested in his hands. The other two merely smiled. Sirius then said, "I've never been out to eat in a Muggle resturant. Can we go to one of those?"
"That sounds cool, Moony." James put in. And Remus nodded. He was hoping they'd say that. It would get them out of the house. Maybe he could put off the introduction his 'family' a little longer.
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End Chapter One
A/N: Yeah, okay, spur of the moment. Do you like it? Please review me!
Chapter One: "Home"
Remus Lupin was drenched and waiting for his uncle at King's Cross station in London. It was raining cats and dogs and his uncle had forgotten him, *again.* But what was worse was, sitting on his trunk were his long time friends, James Potter and Sirius Black. They had both come from pureblood wizard families and had no idea what they were in for if they were going to stay at Remus' for summer vacation. Remus looked down the street, praying to whatever god there may be that a silver minivan would pull up and get them the hell out of here. He didn't see one and cast a worried glance at his comrads. Sirius was looking around, absently and James was playing with something inside his hand that looked unmistakably like a snitch. Remus merely shook his head and did not bother to reprimand him. Besides, if anyone were to come that close as to see it, which he doubted would happen, they would think it was just a plain ball.
Remus occupied himself with looking up and down the street again. Then turned, once more, to his friends and said, "All right. Wait here. I'll be back in a moment." They nodded and Remus ran off to find a telephone. Fortunely, there was one not too far from where his wizard friends were sitting. He picked up the reciever and called a cab company. A few minutes later they he was back and looking down the street. When he saw the cab, he beckoned to James and Sirius, who looked confused. But Remus had expected it. When they were piled in the small car, Remus asked the driver, "Will 11 pounds take us to 633 Roland Ave.?" [A/N: Okay, I'm from America and I don't really know much about England's money. I'm really sorry.] The driver gave him a severe look and grunted, "No. It'll take you about two miles away from it though." Remus sighed, heavily and replied, "All right. Take us there."
Half way through the ride, Sirius grew restless and curious. Remus knew this wasn't a good combination, but all he wanted at the moment was *alot* of aspirin and a long nap. He couldn't believe that he had agreed to take both his friends for vacation. He had tried, desperatly to talk them out of it and made up all sorts of excuses but nothing would sway them. And then, to add to his troubles, Sirius opened the cab door in the middle of a busy street while they were still moving. "Sirius! You idiot! Close it!" James hissed. Sirius did with a grin and contented himself with playing with the window, which then annoyed the driver, who kicked them out about two miles early. Remus sat down on his luggage and rubbed his temple. "What did you have to do that for?" he asked. Sirius shrugged, "I wanted to know how it worked. I've never been in a--what was it called?"
"A car." James answered.
"Right--a car, before." he looked at Remus, who was now standing. James cast a worried glance at his werewolf friend as well. He opened his mouth to speak but Remus beat him.
"Okay, we're gonna have to walk home. It's about four miles. I think. So grab your luggage." In silence the trio walked. Remus' mind was clearly elsewhere, Sirius was bored and James was worried. They're trunks were heavy too.
'We must be a sight' thought Remus. 'I can't believe I didn't have enough money to take us all the way home. God, Aunt Mindy won't be happy when she's all of us wet and dirty!' He hung his head low and ten minutes later Sirius quit walking.
"Stop!" he said. "I'm tired. And my trunk is really heavy. Oh bloody hell, STOP!" The other two boys did so and watched as Sirius sat down.
"We've barely gone a mile." Remus said, but sat down as well. James followed the suit.
"Okay, if I get us another cab, when we've finished one--just ONE," he held up one finger, "Padfoot--more mile, then we could ride the rest of the way home and still be able to tip the driver?" he looked at them both. James shrugged. He was in good athletic condition and could walk if he wanted to. It didn't matter. But Sirius immediatly said, "Okay. Just one though..." And they began to walk again. As promised, Remus got them a cab and went home. Remus didn't really use the term 'home' very often. Same with family. He stepped out onto the sidewalk and looked up at the house. It was big and old and worn and needed alot of work. It also had a very small yard and a huge rotting, privacy fence. He braced himself for whatever may happen inside and said to his friends, "Okay, when we get in, go straight up the stairs. The first door on the left is Romulus' room. Don't go in there. The one on the right is Freddy's. Steer clear of that too. The second on the left is Adrianne's room. Please ignore that one as well. And finally, my room is the second on the right. Second on the right. Okay? Go there and wait for me, all right?"
James gave him a quizzical look and Sirius nodded. Remus took a deep breath and opened the door. "Stairs are over there." he said and watched his two friends trudge up the long flight. "Uncle Sean! Aunt Mindy! I'm home!" he called. No answer. He walked into the kitchen. No one. then intot he living room. There was his aunt, passed out. 'At least she won't see how dirty we are.' Remus thought. then he noticed his uncle emerge from the bathroom. "You're late." he growled. "And your soaked!"
"Yeah. Sorry. Just wanted to tell you that we're here." he mumbled and began to turn when his uncle said, "Where're those friends of yours?" He clearly didn't believe that Remus had friends.
"They're upstairs. And I'm going to go change now." With that he left his uncle to his T.V. and lager, walked upstairs and made a mental note to clean up the mud before his aunt awoke. He was glad that His brother's and cousins' doors were shut. It meant that Sirius and James hadn't been exposed to them without Remus being there. He opened the door to his room and saw that his friends had changed and had thrown their clothes into his bath tub.
"Sorry, Moony. Didn't know what we should do with them." James said.
"It's okay, Prongs. I'll go hang them up later." Remus managed a smile and pulled out some clothes. He then noticed that James and Sirius were wearing robes. "That won't do." he said and gestured to their garments.
"Why not?" Sirius demanded.
"My uncle is a squib who hates magic and my aunt is a muggle who thinks I go to an ordinary boarding school."
"She doesn't ask about the owls that come in and out over holidays?" James asked, astounded.
"Well, she doesn't notice them, does she? I mean, my uncle hides it from her."
"What about your transformations?" Sirius asked.
"Well, I don't transform here. My uncle takes me to this...this place, every full moon. I'm not sure where it is."
"What?!" the others asked at the same time.
"It doesn't matter. His doesn't want his wife to know. Anyway it's not like she'd really notice. She's kind of well... you know." He busied himself with looking for clothes that would fit James, who had more muscles than him and was bigger. Sirius wouldn't be much of a problem, though. But for James, he would just talk Romulus into giving him a pair of pants, somehow, because they were nearly the same size. And if worse came to worse, he would snitch a pair of his pants from the laundry.
"Here." he tossed Sirius some clothes. He was about to leave when James snorted.
"I'm getting you some!" He said, faking anger and grinned. Remus walked down the hallway and came to Romulus' room and knocked, softly. A voice from inside said, "Yeah, come in!" The room was dark and musty and it smelled strongly of pot. "Oh, it's you." the voice said. "Yeah. Me. Rom, I have some friends over and one of them is bigger than me and he's about the same size as you, so--"
"You want me to lend your friend some clothes?" his brother laughed.
"Yeah. If it's not too much trouble."
"Whatever, Remus. Take what you want!" he laughed again. Remus found clean pair of pants and hurried out of the blacklit room as fast as he could. "Okay, James. Put these on." he handed the artical of clothing to James. "Also, shirts are in the closet. Take whatever one appeals to you." Remus grabbed one off the hanger and went into his bathroom to change. He didn't want his friends to see the many scars on his body from the full moon nights. He came back out and said, "We have to go out again. Soon. We don't have any food in the house. Ever. So we need to get some stuff. Thus," he pointed to the fridge, "And tonight we can either get pizza, chinese food, go somewhere or starve?" He laughed a little. Sirius looked very disturbed at the thought of starving and James' jaw dropped to the floor. "I was kidding." Remus said, laughing even more at the look on his face. Sirius glanced at him and laughed with his friend and James mumbled, "Yeah... I knew that... Um." he blushed and became very interested in his hands. The other two merely smiled. Sirius then said, "I've never been out to eat in a Muggle resturant. Can we go to one of those?"
"That sounds cool, Moony." James put in. And Remus nodded. He was hoping they'd say that. It would get them out of the house. Maybe he could put off the introduction his 'family' a little longer.
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End Chapter One
A/N: Yeah, okay, spur of the moment. Do you like it? Please review me!