AN: Thank you SOOOO much Moonmouse!! You have no idea how happy that review made me feel! I've changed my writer name because I didn't like have the number in it. You can now find my stories written under "Aelphaba of the Waterfall." And here's my update!
Chapter 2 Remus Lupin
The Lupins were a very impoverished family and not much was expected of them. Remus Lupin, the eldest Lupin child, grew up away from the rest of the wizarding world and his parents liked it that way. To tell the truth, Remus liked it that way as well. He was constantly afraid he would endanger others. He had no friends and barely any of his family knew of his existence. Remus' world consisted of his mother, his father, and his little sister, Cassandra.
Remus was a quiet child and was constantly found curled up with a book. His parents said it made up for how he acted during his "problem." You see, although Remus grew up in a wizarding family, he was still "different" by wizarding standards. Which was the reason his parents were so secretive, Remus was a werewolf.
The Lupins loved their eldest son very much, but because of him they lived in constant fear. His mother would burst into tears at the mere mention of Remus' abnormality because there was always the chance that he would be discovered. When Remus received his bite, his parents were warned of the consequences. Besides the transformation, people may want to study him or possibly even kill him.
In light of this oddity, Remus had grown up well, even if he always did look a bit disheveled. His thick brown hair was always messy and had the habit of falling into his face. The physical strain of being a werewolf was always shown through his thin, gaunt looking appearance. Had he not been bitten, he would have ended up a very handsome boy, but as it is, he always looks sickly. The only bit of him that ever seemed alive were his eyes. When he was engaged in conversation, his eyes sparkled. As he was absorbing information, you could see the intelligence pouring into his soul.
Remus had just recently turned 11, but he had no hope of ever going to school; his mother had always home-schooled him. Until one day his mother announced that he would be going to Hogwarts, one of the most prestigious schools in their world. Remus was baffled by the idea and had no notion of how it would be achieved. However, his parents assured him that everything was being taken care of. Remus only asked one question after finding out before running off to his room to write a letter.
"Who do I have to thank, Mum?"
"Albus Dumbledore, of course."