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All right. That's done and over with. Most of this story, starting with this chapter, will all be told in Maru's point of view. But I will let you know if I run out of ideas and decide to have some Maru/Rose antics. Well, I think I've basically told you everything you need to know, so let's get the chapter started shall we? Yes, I think we shall.

The Shy Girl

As you already know, I was a Muggle-born witch. The thought of magic existing really excited me. My family was just as shocked as I was, but they were more worried about their reputation to really feel happy for me. They were afraid we'd all be a family of freaks now.

You see, my family was a well-known family by the name of Freerose. We were as well-known to Muggles as the Weasleys were in the wizarding world. But unlike the Weasleys, who were characterized by red hair, our eyes had characterized us. Everyone in the Freerose family had the same steel gray shade that I have in my own. Our hair was always in different colors. Mine being brown, and my parents both having red. My older siblings had blonde hair. So on and so forth, we were all like that.

I almost ended up not going to Hogwarts because we had no idea where to find the Leaky Cauldron so we could get to Diagon Alley. I was so heartbroken, I'd almost cried. But the day we went to London to try and find it, there was another family of wizards that helped us find the way. It was the same situation when we went to find Platform 9 and 3/4.

The day had finally come, and I was on the train to go to Hogwarts for the first time. I'd felt really afraid because I'd be away from my family for so long. But at the same time, I felt really excited and glad for it. No, they didn't verbally or physically abuse me if that's what you're thinking. They were a little too perfect. It was almost as if it was a sin for me to learn to take care of myself because we were so rich. I think they wanted me to be as pampered as Paris Hilton is and never learn about the simple things like Wal-Mart or McDonalds.

That night, we had finally made it to Hogwarts.

"Firs' years over here! Firs' years over here!" a big voice called.

I turned with the other first years to see a giant by the name of Hagrid. He took us by boat to the Hogwarts entrance. Looking down, I saw a giant squid. I screamed and almost fell in the lake. A boy grabbed me just before I fell. I turned and nodded my thanks to him.

Entering the Great Hall, the first thing we did was stand in line waiting to be sorted into our houses. When my name was called, there was a little chatter among the other Muggle-borns, and I smiled thinking that even wizards knew of my family. I sat down on the stool, and the sorting hat was placed over my head.

"Well, well," the hat said. "I wondered when I'd see another Freerose in here. I know just where to put you...GRYFFINDOR!"

One whole table had cheered for me once my house was named. Obviously, these were the Gryffindors.

Finally, the sorting was done, and everyone began to eat. The food I ate at home was about as tasty as the stuff in the toilet compared to Hogwarts food. But enough about that. I don't want to bore you with descriptions of the food. You're listening to a love story, after all, aren't you?

Turning my head, I felt a weird rush go right through me. About six kids to my left and across from me sat him. The man that I'd fallen in love with.

"Whoa," I thought to myself. "Who is that?"

"That, my dear, is Remus Lupin," a girl said. I turned to the owner of the voice. She was older than me with long, red hair and green eyes. She smiled when I looked at her.

"Remus Lupin," I repeated to myself.

"See the two guys next to him on the right?" she asked. I looked and nodded.

"The one with the messy hair and glasses is James Potter," she explained, "and the one with black hair is Sirius Black. To Remus's left, that guy that looks like a mouse. Do you see him? That's Peter Pettigrew. Those guys, together, are the Marauders. The biggest prankers in the school. And they're the most immature if you ask me."

I looked at the girl and wondered how she knew what I was thinking and why she was pointing out the other guys to me. I was afraid to talk to her for some reason. She was the nicest person, but I just couldn't talk.

"What's the matter?" she asked. "Are you just realizing that you're not dreaming? That this is all real? I know how that feels. I acted the same way when I was a first year."

"Your parents aren't wizards either?" I asked surprised.

"Nope," she answered. "I'm a Muggle-born witch. Lily Evans. You're Maru Freerose, right?"

I nodded.

"Well, don't worry about a thing, Maru," Lily said. "I'll take care of you."

Lily had become the first real friend I had ever made in my life. My parents felt home schooling would be the proper way to educate me before Hogwarts, so I'd never really made any friends. Lily was the first. She was a third year, just like Remus and the other Marauders. She was friends with them, but the one called James she really didn't seem to fancy. He was too arrogant for her tastes.

After the feast, we were lead to the Gryffindor Tower. Lily stood by me so that she could help me in case I was ever caught by a fake stair. The prefect seemed to be too busy listening to himself talk to really notice in case one caught any of the first years, so Lily snuck in to help. We learned the password that year was Forte, and we were let inside.

Remus and the other Marauders were already in the Common Room when we walked in. They looked up and said hi to the first years. I looked right at Remus, and he waved at me. My heart had skipped a few beats as he did it. Lily strolled over to the four of them and talked to them. I, myself, was too afraid to do so. And because of that, I quietly left her and went straight to my dormitory.

Four other girls were inside when I walked in. They didn't look up when I opened the door. Actually, they'd been so engrossed in their conversation, they didn't even notice me until I was on the brink of sleep. At least they were considerate enough to not try to figure out who I was until the next day. I learned their names were Molly, Cat, Minerva, and Hannah. That was all I really knew about them.

In the past few weeks, I'd had quite the reputation as a shy girl. The only person I'd ever really talk to was Lily Evans, and that was only when she was alone. If another student, Remus, or one of the other Marauders came up to her while I was still around, I'd disappear. I was just afraid of everyone.

And that never really helped with my love life. Through the many years, I'd become a looker. But I could never really find a boyfriend. If I were still a teen today, I'd say that my love life was about as bad as the movie Gigli. But in reality, it was a little better than Vanilla Ice's career. Either way, it was not something to brag about.

I could spend a half an hour boring you with how I liked to stare at Remus but was too afraid to even say hi to him for four years, but that just won't do.

It wasn't until my fifth year that I actually talked to him for the first time. And Peter Pettigrew started to have an interest in me.

Reaka: Well, that's it so far. I'm sorry there wasn't enough dialogue. I have a feeling that's what you'll be yelling at me for in the reviews. This chapter was just to explain how Maru acted in school. I can guarantee that there will be a lot more dialogue in later chapters. But if you want to get really technical, the chapter is being told in first person, so it could actually be all dialogue. That's if you want to look at it that way. Well, I'm done rambling for now, and I hope I get nice reviews please! Thank you, and have a nice day!