James, Sirius, Remus and Peter

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Chapter 3- Letters

James flew up to meet his father. Clutching the Quaffle in his hands, he was ready to put the red ball through one of the three hoops.

Mr Potter was hovering on his broom with one hand on the handle while the other ready to block his son from scoring.

James was getting closer now, every now and then he pretended to throw the ball and his father went diving for it but quickly went back to his position while James chuckled.

Then it happened: James threw the red ball curving it and going through the right hoop. But there was no cheer from James or "boo" from Mr Potter. James wasn't smiling because his father didn't try to block it.

'Why didn't you block it?' James called.

Mr Potter didn't answer he continued to look over James head. James following his gaze looked and saw something that almost made his mouth drop open.

A handsome owl was soaring towards the kitchen window and clutched in its beak was a letter which was for obviously for him from Hogwarts.

James kicked off and dived like a bullet towards the ground. His father was flying close by.

'I'm going to get it first' he said

'Not if I can help it'

They were going faster now with the wind blowing hard in both of their jet-black hair. It would be a matter of second before they touched the ground and it was …James who landed first sprinting to towards the kitchen.

Mr Potter lost the battle but the war was not over. He ran after his son obviously catching up and overtaking him.     

James watched his father pass him but he was ready for this day. He took out his grandfather's wand muttered a spell to slow down his dad. It worked but he had to hurry because it was going to wear down.

James reached the kitchen panting and saw his mother holding the letter.

'Was…it…for…me?' panted James

'Of course' said Mrs Potter. 'Who else?'

Finally getting his breath back he was handed his letter and read it twice.

'Cheater. You cheated' said Mr Potter walking into the kitchen.

'There was no rules' said James.

'So' said Mr Potter eyeing the letter. 'What does it say?'

'I'm going to Hogwarts' said James quietly. 'I'M GOING TO HOGWARTS'

'Yeeeeeeeeeeeessssss' roared Mr Potter grabbing both his wife and son into an enormous bear hug.

Dinner was quite as usual when the Black family were dinning. The only sound that could be heard was the clatter of fork and knife and the chewing of food.

Suddenly the door opened and in entered the house-elf Kreacher. He appeared to be holding something in his hand.

'Yes' said Mrs Black coldly.

'Kreacher is very sorry to disturb you mistress' said Kreacher bowing. 'Kreacher would not have ever dreamed of ruining the noble, pureblood Black family eating their delicious…'

'That's enough' said Mrs Black looking down her nose at him. 'What is it?'

'Kreacher has a letter for master Sirius'

Sirius looked up from his plate of food and looked at the letter in Kreacher's hand.

Mrs Black snatched the letter out of Kreacher's hand and read the letter while waving her hand away to Kreacher so that he may leave. Normally Sirius would be frustrated at not being able to read his letter but he quickly finished his dinner.

'May I be excused, Mother?' said Sirius politely

Mrs Black watched him for a moment before waving her hand away meaning to him he could go. Sirius however did not move.

'And may I take my letter with me' he said hopefully

'Yes' she said stiffly

Sirius walked towards his Mother while holding all the excitement that was bursting inside him.

'Thank you' he said taking the letter out of her hand.

He quickly walked out then taking at a run up a flight of stairs until he was well out of the earshot of his family.

He read the letter at least five times before seizing Kreacher who had been walking by and screaming…

'I'm going to Hogwarts…WHOO'

Sirius walked into his room and leapt into his large bed. Grinning broadly he smelt the fresh smell of the letter whilst falling asleep.

Remus found himself being ushered to bed early for some reason.

'Mum why do I have to go to sleep early' said Remus as his mother kissed him good night.

'Night, Remus' she said not answering his question.

Remus lay awake for sometime and was just about to go to sleep when he heard a knock on the door. He wondered who it was and why he wasn't introduced to them because usually he always had to shake hands with every guest. Remus also got a funny feeling his parents didn't want him to meet the guest. 

It was while then Remus got out of his bed after his curiosity got the better out of him.

He crept down the stairs like a cat hardly making a sound until he now outside the dinning hall. He could here voices; he recognized his mother's and father's voice but the third was a deep one which told him it was a man.

The door of the dinning hall was slightly open so he could see the three. His father and mother had their back to him on the square dinning table. Opposite them sat the man.

He was a thin man with long silver hair and beard that was long enough to tuck into his belt. He wore half-moon glasses that had blue twinkling eyes hidden behind.

Remus had heard many stories about this man. In fact his father spoke most high of him. Though Remus was confused he assumed his father would defiantly introduce him to him.

The man threw his cloak around his chair before taking a seat. He pushed his half-moon glasses up which had slid down to the tip of his nose which looked it had been broken twice.

The three began to eat and talk about various things. Remus was beginning to get tired and when he made another yawn that felt like the hundredth yawn he decided to leave. His was about to creep up the stairs when he stopped when he heard his name and sneaked back to his hiding place.

'I have young Remus letter' said Dumbledore.

'Ah, yes…about that Albus that's one of the reason we invited you tonight' said Mr Lupin. 'Actually the main reason if truth be told'

'You see' said Mrs Lupin 'Remus cannot attend Hogwarts'

'Why not?' said Dumbledore.

'Well…um I'm… afraid he is…'

'A werewolf'

There was silence as Mr Lupin finished the sentence for Mrs Lupin.

'I had no idea' said Dumbledore shocked.

'That's because we've kept it hidden' said Mr Lupin. 'And we would like to keep it that way'

'My lips are sealed' said Dumbledore

'We'd also like another favour Albus' said Mr Lupin. 'We'd prefer if you told the wizard world that Remus is a squib and that is the reason why you haven't accepted him'

'I see' said Dumbledore his hand on his chin. 'And what will Remus be doing in the next seven years?'

'Well' said Mr Lupin. 'I suppose we could just keep him here and teach him some magic so when he grows up he could get a job. It might not be the best but at least it's a job'

'And who would hire Remus, given of his condition' said Dumbledore frowning.

'Remus transforms only twelve days in a year so those twelve days he could pretend his sick and get time off'

Remus couldn't take anymore. He could see his whole future set before him and in his future lay loneliness. Remus would've left but he could see his mother sobbing but the thing that really made him stay was that the man called Albus was smiling.

Rage was burning inside Remus chest and he was just about to charge out of his hiding place and smash that crooked nose of his. But he stopped when the man had spoken.

'Then I see no reason why young Remus shouldn't attend Hogwarts' he said

'But Dumbledore' said Mr Lupin gaping at Dumbledore. 'Haven't you been listening? Remus is werewolf. He will be a danger to his classmates and himself'

'I have been listening' said Dumbledore calmly.

'So how can Remus attend Hogwarts?' demanded Mr Lupin

'There is a solution' said Dumbledore his eyes twinkling.

'Merlin's beard you don't have a cure do you?' said Mr Lupin almost shouting.

Remus edged closer. A cure, did he hear right.

'No' said Dumbledore gravely the twinkle in his eyes gone. 'But a solution'

'Go on Albus' said Mrs Lupin who stopped sobbing and was listening.

'Well, you see' said Dumbledore his eyes starting to twinkle. 'Like you said young Remus becomes a werewolf twelve days in a year'

'YES'

'Well at the end of each month Remus could call off sick or something and then he will be smuggled out of Hogwarts where he could safely transform'

'And where would Remus be smuggled to?'

'If you recall your youth days, you will remember a shack in Hogmeade that no one goes near. A secret tunnel could be made so Remus could you use it to get into the shack'

'That's insane' said Mr Lupin standing up

'How so?' said Dumbledore calmly

'Well…because…' said Mr Lupin. 'What if someone decides to go to the shack?'

'I will conjure up every part of mind that posse's cunningness, spells, charms enchantments that will protect the shack from anyone from entering. There only will be one entrance and that entrance will be guarded and the person that knows how to get past it will be able to, which of course will be Remus'

It took the Lupins a while for it to sink in. Most of all, Remus who couldn't believe his ears what this meant: a chance to get to Hogwarts. Dumbledore however seem to be sitting there as calmly as ever until he found himself been hugged by Mr and Mrs Lupin.

'Oh thank you, Albus' said Mrs Lupin. 'You have no idea how much his means to Remus'

'Yeah I can't wait to tell the little rascal' said Mr Lupin happily.

'Oh I think he already knows' said Dumbledore his eyes twinkling.

'What' said Mrs Lupin bewildered

Remus was more or less glad that Dumbledore had said he already knew because he was fighting the temptation to join the group hug. So Remus walked out from his hiding place.

'Remus you're awake' said Mrs Lupin trying to sound angry but failing miserably.

'How much did you hear boy' asked Mr Lupin.

'All of it' said Remus. 'So I'm really going to Hogwarts?'

'Of course' said Dumbledore. 'If there is something about life you should know is that it doesn't mean anything if you're rich, poor, or if the family you come from is a pureblood family or if you turn into a wolf on a full moon'

'What matters is who you are and what path you have chosen in your life. Remember that Remus, I believe a friend is going to need that advice'

There was silence for a moment while Remus nodded and Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.

'Well let's get celebrating' said Mr Lupin breaking the silence by clapping his two hands and rubbing them excitedly. 'Dumbledore where are you going?'

Dumbledore was already on his feet and fastening his cloak around him.

'It's getting late' he said. 'If young Remus is starting Hogwarts then I have to get going on building his tunnel, besides it's not me who you should be celebrating with'

The Lupins tried to persuade Dumbledore on staying but his mind was made up. Dumbledore shook all their hands before walking out of the house.

As he stepped out into the warm summer night he prepared to apparate and just before he did he heard the Lupins break into jeers and cheers.

Dumbledore chuckled to himself pity he didn't see young Remus punching the air, as Mr Lupin opened a bottle of champagne while Mrs Lupin burst into tears of happiness.

Lunch at the Pettigrew table was as usual as ever. There was a lot of talking, joking, laughing and most of all eating.

Then suddenly an owl swooped into the kitchen window and dropped a letter on Peter's head.

Peter's reaction how ever was just rubbing the spot the letter had touched and continuing to eat until he realised what it was and he quickly opened the letter.  

There was silence on the Pettigrew table like never before.

'What is it boy?' said Mr Pettigrew. 'What does it say?'

'I'm going to Hogwarts' said Peter quietly. 'I'M GOING TO HOGWARTS'

There was a scramble of chairs and every member of the Pettigrew family was hugging Peter, crying and jumping up and down with happiness.

'We're going to Hogwarts' they were chanting but whether they knew what they were chanting or not is another question.