A/n: Okay as you will all soon see this is a rewrite of the story Better Then Quidditch which was posted by me when I had the user name Whangdoodle. This is a new and better verson of that story, it's also sadder and REALLY different. Please enjoy.
Summery: Grey is left in the care of Remus Lupin and is under the idea that he is her father. Well living with Lupin, Grey meets Oliver Wood when they are both five. Grey tries to save Oliver from his father and many twists and turns are to come. This will be udated fast because my friend is needy and begs a lot.
Prelude:
It was around midnight when Lupin's doorbell rang. He had been expecting and slightly dreading the visitor that had arrived. He rose from his place by the fire and walked slowly to the front door. With one pale hand he opened to door and peered out into the night. A man in a long black cloak with the hood pulled over face, his hand holding on to a girl about three years old standing beside him looking sleepy and confused. With his free hand, she brushed a piece of her long black hair out of the way of her blue eyes. She gazed up at Lupin and smiled softly, remembering him.
"Take good care of her Remus," Said the man in the cloak, "I'm counting on you, keep her safe." He gave the girl a small shove toward Lupin and let go of her hand, "Go with him no Grey," He said softly to the girl before kissing her on the top of the head and looking back at the frail man in the doorway.
"You know I will," Lupin said, taking the girl by the hand and leading her into his house. With one last glance at the man in the cloak he shut the door and turned away.