Sorry if it was confusing, I messed up the month. Thanks to Slytherin Beauty, I'm able to clear it up. In the story, it's mid to late May. The school I attend lets out in the first week-week and a half of June. They have three months, roughly, to learn five years of material.

Sirius is alive. That is the only difference in the events from the books. However, due to an age problem, Both Remus and Sirius are in there twenties. Lily and James were the correct age and they were all still very good friends.

Chapter 3 – Departures

The odd party arrived at the Mahogany's house 45 minutes later, having driven. Lupin found the drive and the car very interesting. When the all piled out of the SUV, they knocked on the door. It was opened by Barbara, Keira's mother. "Hello, Bee!" Dolly greeted her smiling widely.

"Hello, Mum!" Keira said, leading the others into her house. The Fattorias and Frances' father, Teddy, were already there. They all sat around in the living room. Remus explained to the two families what was going to happen. He would take the three girls to London to get school supplies and robes, then they would proceed to the School. During the summer, the three would be taking an intense series of classes. The families, Remus said, were welcome to come to London and then to the castle to see their teenagers off.

"That is, if you agree to allow them to attend Hogwarts. Will you?" He looked around at the parents.

Bee looked thoughtful, but nodded slowly when Keira pleaded. Alexa's father, Charles, agreed also. The two girls, quite uncharacteristically, squealed in delights.

"Well, if you are all set, then we should leave as soon as possible." They nodded and he preformed the same Penivus Vestrum charm on Keira and Alexa.

Remus pulled a glove out of his pocket and pulled it on. He then reached into his pocket again and pulled out a teapot. "Oooo! Is that a portkey?" Frances shrieked, excitedly. Remus nodded.

They all crowded around and touched it, Remus using his ungloved hand. In a flash and with a small tug behind the navel, they arrived in Diagon Alley. Dolly looked as if she had come home. The rest looked around, amazed. When Remus mentioned money, Dolly spoke up quickly, "I, uh, I have a bit of gold in Gringotts, left to me by my family." She grinned, sheepishly.

"Oh, all right then," Remus said, cheerfully. "Lets go."

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A bit of gold was the understatement of the century. She had as much if not more money then the Malfoys. An hour later found the small group walking back up the alley. "Oh! Let's go to Madame Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. I can't wait to see what the robes look like!" Alexa said excitedly.

The rest of the afternoon was spent shopping for their school supplies. They bought wands, robes, potion ingredients, scales, parchment, quills, ink, school bags, trunks, and cauldrons. Charles bought them all astrology models, Bee bought them all owls (Frances a snowy, Keira a screech, Alexa a barn), and Dolly bought them all Firebolts. She insisted that they all need proper brooms; Frances was ecstatic. She and Keira had a field day in the bookshop; they went mental, each buying quite a few more books then they actually needed.

Soon, however, it was time to depart for the school. With their newly bought owls and newly filled trunks, the group once again portkeyed.

The school, in Frances' opinion, was even better then described in the books. It was breathtakingly beautiful. There was absolutely no way to describe it, to capture its essence and grandeur. Frances stood apart from the talking group and just looked, taking in her surroundings. She was in slight shock, to be truthful. Remus came up quietly to stand behind her. "Breathtaking, isn't it?"

"Huh? What? Oh, the castle? Yes it is." She jumped a little when he first spoke. Now she turned around and smiled slyly up at him. He took a small step back. "Do I make you uncomfortable, Professor?" She smirked.

Remus' eyebrows shot up and his eyes widened. "You, my dear, are going to be in Slytherin."

"Hmmm. That wouldn't bother me." Her smirked widened and she took a step forward. She lifted a hand and her slender fingers fiddled with one of the buttons of his shirt, staring at it.

He cleared his throat. "W-what are you doing?"

She turned innocent blue eye on him. "Who me? I'm not doing anything, Professor."

"How old are you anyway? Fourteen? Fifteen?" She shook her head and smiled. "Thirteen? Surely not!"

"No, Professor Lupin. I'm sixteen. My birthday was the 27 of February."

His eyes widened again and he said, "Oh" very softly.

"How old are you, Professor Lupin?"

"Oh, me? Uh, I'm twenty-four. Why?"

She stood up on tiptoes and brushed her lips along his ear. "The books make you out to be much older. You're only eight years older then I am." She kissed his earlobe lightly, then the top of his jaw. "I like older men."

The werewolf stiffened. She smiled seductively at him and then turned to rejoin the chattering group. Damn! He thought, uneasily. She definitely doesn't look sixteen and she sure as hell doesn't act sixteen. Fuck! I have to warn Sirius!

This little exchange did not go unnoticed by everyone though. Keira watched it with interest while the others obliviously nattered on. She raised an eyebrow and smirked. Poor Professor Lupin didn't stand a chance; Frances Furlan always got what she wanted and, it looked like, what she wanted at the moment was Remus J. Lupin. Poor Professor Lupin. Keira chuckled.

The good-bye that followed was tearful. The five parents promised to write and to visit before the start of term. Everyone kissed everyone else and all the women cried, well the two adult women anyway.

Then, they were all gone.