Yes! I've finally updated (dies of the shock). Because it's taken me so long to update, I'm posting the last two chapters together. They aren't that good. I have to admit, but my writer's block just gave way to these ideas and I want to post them up so I don't have to wait another 3 months! If anyone has an idea for these chapters, please tell me, your ideas will be very much appreciated. I will rewrite this story sometime!

Disclaimer: I own everything in this chapter except for Remus, Hogwarts, Summer Holidays, Puffskeins, Dorset and Harry Potter 3, although I own a DVD and book of it!


Remus Lupin walked home slowly, he was in no rush to return to his house, instead enjoying the bright sunlight.
"Remus!" a voice called out, "Remus hurry up!" Remus looked up from the ground. Several metres away, at the entrance to his home, stood a pretty young girl. Julia, Remus' sister.
"Remus, mum's going to feed your dinner to the cat!" Remus laughed at this and sped up, they had no cat, only a Puffskein that would eat anything, given the chance. They had to call it a cat to protect their wizard identity from those who lived around them in the small, muggle village in Dorset.
"Finally!" Julia laughed, "We were beginning to think you'd joined the circus!"
Remus smiled up at his older sister, she was ten years older than him, at sixteen, and was on her summer holiday from Hogwarts. Remus missed her on her time away from home.

"Come on!" she shouted as he neared her "Lets not wait for the grass to grow" (A.N I know, I stole that from the HP3 film, oh well!) She turned on her heel and walked into the house, Remus following behind her
"Remus! Where have you been!" a voice said, trying to be stern but failing
"Out at the lake mama." Remus replied, dodging his mother's arm as she tried to pull him into a hug
"Wash up for dinner and then come back down here." His father called from a corner, and Remus did as he was told "No joining the circus now!" followed him from his father.


The summer nights were hot that year, so much so everyone slept with his or her windows open. There was no fear of burglary or murder in the house that the Lupin's lived in. This was mainly due to the fact that the house was spelled so that anyone who attempted to climb through a window would leave with his kneecaps on back to front and a quill up each nostril. However, this night was going to be the start of something terrible.

Remus, like many six year olds, was a heavy sleeper, which made the Lupin's realise something was wrong when he entered the sitting room late that night saying something had woken him.
Julia took his hand and started to steer him to his room, which was one the ground floor, the older members of the family believing the six year old had suffered a nightmare.
"Come on Remus," she said gently "Lets go to your room and let mama and father deal with it." There was silence for a moment followed by a high-pitched scream and a yell

"Julia! Remus!" the children's mother yelled and ran across to he room. Her son's bedroom door was open and the room inside was in disarray. The bed had been tipped over, books scattered and torn on the floor and part of the carpet ripped up. There was an eerie silence in the room, the only sound coming from the curtains as they moved in a slight breeze and the only light given by the bright full moon.
"Julia! Remus!" their mother yelled again, this time a reply came in the form of a scream from outside and their father rushed to the window to see a shadowy figure disappear around a house further through the village.


"Remus!" Julia screamed as she pounded around one of the houses. She had taken her brother into his room just as a large werewolf bounded into the room, not caring of the fact that its kneecaps had spun backwards and two quills had shot up it nose. It had given a low growl and grabbed Remus by the arm, making the boy yell and Julia scream. Having grabbed its prey it had leapt back out of the window.

Many people would have not chase after the vicious and dangerous beast. They would have just grieved over the loss of the boy and then gotten on with their lives as best as possible. Julia was not the sort of person to allow her brother to be stolen from her. She had leapt out of the window and pursued the creature.

As Julia rounded another house, she drew to a stop. The werewolf stood several metres away. Remus lay at its feet. His face was pale and his eyes closed, blood flowing freely from his arm.
"No!" Julia screamed, the werewolf turned from its original prey to see the tall girl before it. It gave a low growl and raised its hackles and howled.
"Leave him alone!" Julia screeched, tears pouring down her face. The werewolf howled again and pounced at the girl.

"Julia!" Remus yelled. He had fallen unconscious when the creature had grabbed him and had just woken to see his sister lying dead beside him, blood pouring freely from a gouge in her side. Remus gave a small sob and moved closer to his sister, taken her cold hand in his before he lost consciousness again.


After the incident, Remus became a subdued boy. He sat in his room, his arm heavily bandaged from the werewolf bite that had cursed him and taken his sisters life. His parents and a few of their wizard friends had found him and his sister in the early hours of the morning; the werewolf had long since gone from then. His parents cried bitterly over the loss of their daughter, and more so over the curse that had fallen over their son. They would try everything they could to find a cure for their son and one of their friends was now going to devote his life to finding the cure. As far as Remus was concerned, the cure meant barely anything to him, he had lost his sister and that was far worse than the bite, for at least he was still alive.


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