A/N OK this is my second fic. I didn't get a lot of reviews on my last one,
so hopefully I'll get more on this one. Hope you like it!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of JK Rowling's awesome inventions.
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Lucia Lupin rushed into the room, looking around wildly. "Where's Remus?" she screamed at her brother, Richard.
"Daniel took him for a walk," Richard replied. "What's wrong?"
Lucia didn't answer him, but she ran outside again and started yelling out the names of her younger brother and son. "Remus! Daniel! Werewolf is coming! Remus!"
Her breath caught as she saw a dark shape in front of her. Remus and Daniel were both lying on the ground, bleeding badly. Footsteps came up behind her, and Richard looked down at the two boys. Immediately, he conjured up two stretchers and took the boys back to the house. Using Floo Powder, they quickly got to St. Mungo's and gave Remus and Daniel to the Emergency Healers. Then, Lucia Apparated to the Ministry of Magic, where her husband was working.
Remus and Daniel were in St. Mungo's for six weeks. They had their own room, since it was too dangerous for them to be around other people. Later, all that Remus could remember of the actual bite and the weeks in the hospital was the huge amount of pain he was in. The Healers were amazed that this six-year-old boy had lived through the bite. People who got bitten before they were ten usually died.
Before they were released, an extra room had to be added on to the house and reinforced with several spells. This would be the room that Remus would later call "The Torture Room" to himself, because it was where he would transform for the next five years, until a letter came from Albus Dumbledore.
"They're building a passageway to a hut where you can transform safely," Remus' father, Christopher, told him. "You'll get to learn magic and be with other people, and then once a month you can transform without anybody knowing."
"When are we going to get my books?" Remus asked, reading his letter again for the seventh time. He could hardly believe it. After all those years of worrying about if he would get to learn magic, he had been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"We'll go to Diagon Alley next week, and then you can go to Platform 9 ¾ from there," Lucia said, smiling at Remus. She had been worried about his schooling too, and she was relieved that Dumbledore had been kind enough to give him a chance.
Remus could hardly wait to go to Diagon Alley. The week dragged on slowly, and it seemed like forever before he could go. When he finally did, he was amazed at the variety of shops that were set up.
"So can I go get a wand first?" he asked. A wand was what he had been looking forward to the most.
"Sure," Christopher replied. "Ollivander's is right down there. Go ahead and go down there, and I'll catch up in a few minutes."
As he opened the door to Ollivander's, Remus was suddenly nervous. He had never been allowed to go anywhere by himself before, since the people in his neighborhood knew what had happened to him and looked down on him for it. Slowly, he walked up to the desk and rang the bell. An old man with silvery eyes looked out from behind the shelves.
"Hello, young man," the old wizard greeted him, searching through the shelves. "What is your name?"
"Remus Lupin," Remus answered, watching the old man who he guessed was Mr. Ollivander.
"Which hand is your wand hand?" Ollivander turned to look at Remus again.
"Um, I'm left-handed," replied Remus. Mr. Ollivander pulled out a wand and handed it to Remus. The boy waved it a little, and Mr. Ollivander snatched it back.
"No, no, try this one."
Remus waved the new one, and Mr. Ollivander took it back again. This was repeated so many times that Remus began to wonder if Mr. Ollivander was just seeing how long he would keep trying. Just as the thought entered his head, a new wand was pushed into his hands. A sudden warmth entered his fingers, and Remus sent red and gold sparks into the air.
"Willow, unicorn hair, twelve inches," Mr. Ollivander told him. "That will be seven Galleons, Mr. Lupin." Remus heard the door open behind him and his father walked in.
"I'll be paying for it," Christopher said, searching through his bag. "It was how much? Seven Galleons? Here you are, Mr. Ollivander."
They left the shop, and Christopher handed Remus a bag of money.
"Go buy your books, and then meet your mother and me in front of Gringotts. It's right over there," Christopher pointed out the biggest building there. "I'll see you later, then."
Looking at his list, Remus decided to go get his cauldron first, then he could use it to carry his other supplies. He looked longingly at a solid gold cauldron before paying for a pewter one. When he went in to buy his books at Flourish and Botts, he accidentally ran into a tall boy, with long black hair.
"Sorry," Remus said. The tall boy reached down to help him up.
"First year?" he asked, and Remus nodded. "I am too. I guess I'll be seeing you at school then." Without saying anything else, the boy ran down the street to catch up to another boy. Remus looked back at him. For the first time that he could remember, Remus hadn't been shoved aside without a second thought by someone he didn't know. Smiling, he walked into Flourish and Botts.
The next day, Remus went to Platform 9 ¾. He loaded his luggage into the racks and sat in an empty compartment. People passed through, but all they would say to him was "Have you seen this person? They look like this." A few minutes before the train was scheduled to leave, the tall boy came in to the compartment, followed by a shorter boy with dark hair and hazel eyes.
"Hey, I've seen you before," the tall boy said. "My name's Sirius Black."
"I'm James Potter," his friend added.
"Remus Lupin."
The two boys pushed their luggage into the rack above them and sat across from Remus.
"So, do you play Quidditch at all?" James asked him.
"Not really, but I watch it a lot," Remus replied.
"Who's your favorite team?" asked Sirius.
"Falmouth Falcons," said Remus. James cheered and Sirius groaned.
"Sirius likes the Cannons for some unknown reason," James explained. "I can't talk any sense into him, even after they lose every game they play."
"They've never lost every game they played!" Sirius exclaimed. "They even beat your precious Falcons a couple times."
"Yeah, a couple times," James repeated. "The Falcons are the best team in the league, right Remus?"
"Course they are!" Remus agreed wholeheartedly. "There's no way that anyone else is going to get the World Cup!"
As the talk turned to other topics, Remus was surprised by how much he was included. After a while, though, he began to get used to it, and he realized that he had found new friends.
"Has anyone seen my turtle?"
A small, chubby boy stood at the doorway to their compartment.
"We haven't seen anything," Sirius told him. The boy sighed.
"Okay, I guess he'll turn up later, then. If you find him, then can you hold him until you find me?"
After they assured him that they would, he disappeared into the next compartment.
"A turtle?" Sirius snorted. "Who would bring a turtle as a pet?"
"Hey, they're supposed to have extreme magical powers," James said with a straight face.
"Like what?" Sirius asked doubtfully.
"Like being able to bore you out of your mind," James replied, and they burst out laughing. Remus felt slightly uncomfortable. He knew what it was like to be on the bad end of teasing. But, he reasoned to himself, they were joking about the turtle, not the boy. Just then, a woman came in with a trolley full of sweets.
"Oh, good, food's here!" James exclaimed. He and Sirius bought half of the candy off of the trolley.
"What about you, Remus? You want anything?" Sirius turned back to Remus, who fingered the small amount of money in his pocket.
"No, I'm okay," he replied. Sirius gave him an odd look, then picked up another handful of sweets.
"I'll get these too," he told the lady. When they had paid for the sweets, Sirius tossed Remus a couple of handfuls.
"Early Christmas present," he said, ripping open the packaging on a Chocolate Frog. Grinning, Remus bit into a Pumpkin Pasty.
For the next couple of hours, they ate their way through the candy and swapped Chocolate Frog cards. In the middle of a deal making between Remus and James, the turtle boy came through again, this time holding a small turtle tightly. He stopped and waved at them, then continued walking. James shrugged.
"Whatever. I'll give you Morgana, but I'm not going to give up Ptolemy."
Two hours later, the train slowed to a stop. The three boys quickly pulled on their robes and walked outside.
"First years!" a man called. "First years, leave your luggage here and follow me!" He led them to a big, dark lake and several small boats. "Load in! Four to a boat!"
James, Sirius, and Remus got in to one boat. The turtle boy followed them in. Sirius rolled his eyes, but the boats started forward before he could say anything. About halfway across the lake, something came up out of the water, and they leaned over eagerly to see what it was.
"Nobody worry!" the man who had led them to the boats called. "It's just a giant squid, it won't hurt anyone!"
At that statement, the turtle boy sat back with a squeak. James and Sirius leaned out even farther, trying to get a better look at the sea creature. The tentacle disappeared, and they moved back into the boat, disappointed.
Another ten minutes passed before the boats scraped on the shore. The first years walked to the huge doors that led to the Great Hall. After a moment, they opened without a sound, and all of the first years lined up in the front of the room. An old, torn hat sat on a stool. A rip near the brim opened, and the hat began to sing.
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A/N So how do you like it? The beginning is sad, but I wanted to tell how Remus got the bite. Sorting Hat Song coming up next time if I can get it together! Review, tell me how you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of JK Rowling's awesome inventions.
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Lucia Lupin rushed into the room, looking around wildly. "Where's Remus?" she screamed at her brother, Richard.
"Daniel took him for a walk," Richard replied. "What's wrong?"
Lucia didn't answer him, but she ran outside again and started yelling out the names of her younger brother and son. "Remus! Daniel! Werewolf is coming! Remus!"
Her breath caught as she saw a dark shape in front of her. Remus and Daniel were both lying on the ground, bleeding badly. Footsteps came up behind her, and Richard looked down at the two boys. Immediately, he conjured up two stretchers and took the boys back to the house. Using Floo Powder, they quickly got to St. Mungo's and gave Remus and Daniel to the Emergency Healers. Then, Lucia Apparated to the Ministry of Magic, where her husband was working.
Remus and Daniel were in St. Mungo's for six weeks. They had their own room, since it was too dangerous for them to be around other people. Later, all that Remus could remember of the actual bite and the weeks in the hospital was the huge amount of pain he was in. The Healers were amazed that this six-year-old boy had lived through the bite. People who got bitten before they were ten usually died.
Before they were released, an extra room had to be added on to the house and reinforced with several spells. This would be the room that Remus would later call "The Torture Room" to himself, because it was where he would transform for the next five years, until a letter came from Albus Dumbledore.
"They're building a passageway to a hut where you can transform safely," Remus' father, Christopher, told him. "You'll get to learn magic and be with other people, and then once a month you can transform without anybody knowing."
"When are we going to get my books?" Remus asked, reading his letter again for the seventh time. He could hardly believe it. After all those years of worrying about if he would get to learn magic, he had been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"We'll go to Diagon Alley next week, and then you can go to Platform 9 ¾ from there," Lucia said, smiling at Remus. She had been worried about his schooling too, and she was relieved that Dumbledore had been kind enough to give him a chance.
Remus could hardly wait to go to Diagon Alley. The week dragged on slowly, and it seemed like forever before he could go. When he finally did, he was amazed at the variety of shops that were set up.
"So can I go get a wand first?" he asked. A wand was what he had been looking forward to the most.
"Sure," Christopher replied. "Ollivander's is right down there. Go ahead and go down there, and I'll catch up in a few minutes."
As he opened the door to Ollivander's, Remus was suddenly nervous. He had never been allowed to go anywhere by himself before, since the people in his neighborhood knew what had happened to him and looked down on him for it. Slowly, he walked up to the desk and rang the bell. An old man with silvery eyes looked out from behind the shelves.
"Hello, young man," the old wizard greeted him, searching through the shelves. "What is your name?"
"Remus Lupin," Remus answered, watching the old man who he guessed was Mr. Ollivander.
"Which hand is your wand hand?" Ollivander turned to look at Remus again.
"Um, I'm left-handed," replied Remus. Mr. Ollivander pulled out a wand and handed it to Remus. The boy waved it a little, and Mr. Ollivander snatched it back.
"No, no, try this one."
Remus waved the new one, and Mr. Ollivander took it back again. This was repeated so many times that Remus began to wonder if Mr. Ollivander was just seeing how long he would keep trying. Just as the thought entered his head, a new wand was pushed into his hands. A sudden warmth entered his fingers, and Remus sent red and gold sparks into the air.
"Willow, unicorn hair, twelve inches," Mr. Ollivander told him. "That will be seven Galleons, Mr. Lupin." Remus heard the door open behind him and his father walked in.
"I'll be paying for it," Christopher said, searching through his bag. "It was how much? Seven Galleons? Here you are, Mr. Ollivander."
They left the shop, and Christopher handed Remus a bag of money.
"Go buy your books, and then meet your mother and me in front of Gringotts. It's right over there," Christopher pointed out the biggest building there. "I'll see you later, then."
Looking at his list, Remus decided to go get his cauldron first, then he could use it to carry his other supplies. He looked longingly at a solid gold cauldron before paying for a pewter one. When he went in to buy his books at Flourish and Botts, he accidentally ran into a tall boy, with long black hair.
"Sorry," Remus said. The tall boy reached down to help him up.
"First year?" he asked, and Remus nodded. "I am too. I guess I'll be seeing you at school then." Without saying anything else, the boy ran down the street to catch up to another boy. Remus looked back at him. For the first time that he could remember, Remus hadn't been shoved aside without a second thought by someone he didn't know. Smiling, he walked into Flourish and Botts.
The next day, Remus went to Platform 9 ¾. He loaded his luggage into the racks and sat in an empty compartment. People passed through, but all they would say to him was "Have you seen this person? They look like this." A few minutes before the train was scheduled to leave, the tall boy came in to the compartment, followed by a shorter boy with dark hair and hazel eyes.
"Hey, I've seen you before," the tall boy said. "My name's Sirius Black."
"I'm James Potter," his friend added.
"Remus Lupin."
The two boys pushed their luggage into the rack above them and sat across from Remus.
"So, do you play Quidditch at all?" James asked him.
"Not really, but I watch it a lot," Remus replied.
"Who's your favorite team?" asked Sirius.
"Falmouth Falcons," said Remus. James cheered and Sirius groaned.
"Sirius likes the Cannons for some unknown reason," James explained. "I can't talk any sense into him, even after they lose every game they play."
"They've never lost every game they played!" Sirius exclaimed. "They even beat your precious Falcons a couple times."
"Yeah, a couple times," James repeated. "The Falcons are the best team in the league, right Remus?"
"Course they are!" Remus agreed wholeheartedly. "There's no way that anyone else is going to get the World Cup!"
As the talk turned to other topics, Remus was surprised by how much he was included. After a while, though, he began to get used to it, and he realized that he had found new friends.
"Has anyone seen my turtle?"
A small, chubby boy stood at the doorway to their compartment.
"We haven't seen anything," Sirius told him. The boy sighed.
"Okay, I guess he'll turn up later, then. If you find him, then can you hold him until you find me?"
After they assured him that they would, he disappeared into the next compartment.
"A turtle?" Sirius snorted. "Who would bring a turtle as a pet?"
"Hey, they're supposed to have extreme magical powers," James said with a straight face.
"Like what?" Sirius asked doubtfully.
"Like being able to bore you out of your mind," James replied, and they burst out laughing. Remus felt slightly uncomfortable. He knew what it was like to be on the bad end of teasing. But, he reasoned to himself, they were joking about the turtle, not the boy. Just then, a woman came in with a trolley full of sweets.
"Oh, good, food's here!" James exclaimed. He and Sirius bought half of the candy off of the trolley.
"What about you, Remus? You want anything?" Sirius turned back to Remus, who fingered the small amount of money in his pocket.
"No, I'm okay," he replied. Sirius gave him an odd look, then picked up another handful of sweets.
"I'll get these too," he told the lady. When they had paid for the sweets, Sirius tossed Remus a couple of handfuls.
"Early Christmas present," he said, ripping open the packaging on a Chocolate Frog. Grinning, Remus bit into a Pumpkin Pasty.
For the next couple of hours, they ate their way through the candy and swapped Chocolate Frog cards. In the middle of a deal making between Remus and James, the turtle boy came through again, this time holding a small turtle tightly. He stopped and waved at them, then continued walking. James shrugged.
"Whatever. I'll give you Morgana, but I'm not going to give up Ptolemy."
Two hours later, the train slowed to a stop. The three boys quickly pulled on their robes and walked outside.
"First years!" a man called. "First years, leave your luggage here and follow me!" He led them to a big, dark lake and several small boats. "Load in! Four to a boat!"
James, Sirius, and Remus got in to one boat. The turtle boy followed them in. Sirius rolled his eyes, but the boats started forward before he could say anything. About halfway across the lake, something came up out of the water, and they leaned over eagerly to see what it was.
"Nobody worry!" the man who had led them to the boats called. "It's just a giant squid, it won't hurt anyone!"
At that statement, the turtle boy sat back with a squeak. James and Sirius leaned out even farther, trying to get a better look at the sea creature. The tentacle disappeared, and they moved back into the boat, disappointed.
Another ten minutes passed before the boats scraped on the shore. The first years walked to the huge doors that led to the Great Hall. After a moment, they opened without a sound, and all of the first years lined up in the front of the room. An old, torn hat sat on a stool. A rip near the brim opened, and the hat began to sing.
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A/N So how do you like it? The beginning is sad, but I wanted to tell how Remus got the bite. Sorting Hat Song coming up next time if I can get it together! Review, tell me how you like it!