Author's Note- Hey! Sorry it took me so long to update. And sorry if the chapters are short, but that's just gonna be the style of this story Well, here is chapter 1...

Chapter 1, Leaving a mark:

"Lasarus, it's time to get up. Your train leaves in a hour!" Remus yelled up the stairs.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" I yelled back, slowly getting out of bed.

I quickly got dressed into a simple pair of black pants and my favorite wizard rock band white t-shirt, The Doxi's (A/N: Don't ask. I just made it up off the top of my If any one has any better ideas let me know!). I brushed my hair, and looked into the mirror. The resemblance between me and my father is uncanny.

"Ugh, I don't want to go." I said to myself. I sighed and took one last look at my reflection, before going down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Good morning." Remus said happily.

"Good morning." I replied yawning.

"Here have something for breakfast, you're going to need it."

"Why are you so cheerful in the morning?" I asked sitting across from him at the kitchen table.

He looked at her for a moment and then said, "You don't want to go, do you?"

"No, not really." I answered.

"Your father would have wanted you to go there, and be safe."

"Yeah, well I'd rather be with him! Dead!" I said loudly, standing up.

Okay, okay, I know you're probably all thinking I'm a little over dramatic. Well, I didn't really mean that, and I regret saying it, but it just came out. I have all these emotions building up inside of me. I'm angry at my dad for leaving me, I'm mad that I have to go to a new school and leave the environment I know, and it's early in the morning (well for me it is anyway), and I haven't had my daily dose of caffeine yet. Remus looked at me, and he looked hurt. That's when I realized how tired and worn out he looked. He looked older than he really was. He had dark bags under his eyes and more gray streaked his sandy brown hair. Full moon is approaching. He always gets like this when there's a full moon near. But I couldn't help but think there was something else.

"Do you really mean that?" he asked.

"No." I said quietly, "Let's just go and get this over with." I said grabbing my trunk that was over by the door. But he still looked like he never fully recovered. What I said had left a mark.

"Where's Sapphire?" Remus asked as he grabbed the empty cage that was on top of my trunk.

Sapphire is my owl. She is very pretty. She is a light gray, with beautiful sapphire eyes.

"Oh, I sent her to one of my friends from Durmstrang with a letter two days ago. She'll know where to find me." I answered. "Where are we going?"

"Dumbledore set up a port key that will take us to the train station." he said, picking up an old brown shoe. We each grabbed it with our free hand. Soon I got the familiar feeling that only a port key could bring. My feet had left the ground and I was spinning. It seemed like it would never stop, when finally my feet hit the ground, and the rest of the world came into focus around me. Remus was throwing the port key into a dumpster when I noticed we were in an alley across from the train station. I also noticed Remus was carrying a small duffel bag.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"Oh, it's just a change of clothes and some other overnight accessories. Dumbledore asked me to come along. I guess there's going to be a meeting with the order." he answered shrugging.

We ran across the street carrying all our luggage, and we walked to the brick wall between platforms nine and ten. Then we casually leaned against the wall and within seconds we were on the other side, at platform nine and three quarters. I saw the scarlet steam engine, labeled the Hogwart's Express, and there were people everywhere. The train was going to leave in five minutes.

"Listen Remus, I'm sorry about what I said before. I didn't mean it. I was just angry. You know I wouldn't want to be dead, and I love you. You're the father I never had. So I want to thank you for being there for me, and taking care of me. Please forgive me." Remus looked at me, and I could tell what I said meant a lot to him. I could tell that what I said had left a mark (in a good way this time).

"You're forgiven." he said smiling, and I couldn't help but smile back.

And just for a moment, one fleeting moment, he looked like my dad's best friend. But only for the time before the smile fades, and leaves hollowed troubled eyes, that lose their sparkle. And when the smile fades it leaves one whose been through more than anyone can imagine, one who must endure much more ahead, and one who hasn't given up the fight.

Well, how is it? Good? Bad? Please review and let me know! I'm also open to any suggestions and ideas for the story.

Thanks!

lupin-luver-72: Thank you so much for being a loyal reviewer. This story is just an experiment so I don't really know where it is going. Yeah, my friend thought of the name Lasarus. I don't know it's different. Do you have any ideas or suggestions? Anything you want to happen? Anything at all? Thanks a bunch!