Another Question: Sick of them yet?…Here it is, what is Sirius' older brother's name? And does anyone have any idea how old he is? I can't find it any where…I just don't know if he should be at Hogwarts with them.
The song 'La Cumparsita' is one of the songs Remus is playing on his old record player in the 'Prisoner of Azkaban.' It's a type of tango, very nice.
PS. If you really want to be nice to me take a second to see the picture I posted on my website of Hermoine, it is Doujinshi. Believe, me it won't disappoint!
Chapter 7 Part One Aboard the Hogwarts Express
Remus stared up at the ceiling dully, while listening to 'La Cumparsita' on his record player. Archimedes, walked around his head hooting softly and pecking at Remus' hair and right ear. It was five am, usually he had restless nights like this when the full moon was a day away but tonight it was something different. 'I'm going to Hogwarts tomorrow.' then Remus caught himself, 'No, wait its five am, I mean today.'
The excitement had been bubbling up inside him ever since the trip to Diagon Alley but then the bubble had popped. Remus realized what was happening. He was going to school, with people his age. He would have to keep secret that he was a werewolf, if he wanted to keep any friends. Would he fit in? What happened if he was terrible at magic and they broke his wand and he was expelled?
Remus rolled over on his bed and was now staring at the wall. He knew that all these thoughts were completely irrational. He had to exercise some self control. Deep breathe in, deep breathe out. He wasn't going to get expelled, deep breathe in and he was going to make plenty of friends, deep breathe out. He had already made one at Diagon Alley. Siruis, if Remus and him became close pals there seemed like there would be no limit to the trouble they could get into…With those comforting thought swarming in his head Remus finally fell into a peaceful slumber.
One hour later, Mrs. Lupin was screaming up at him to get downstairs and eat. With a groan, Remus rolled out of bed. It was still dark outside, there was a light drizzle of rain and it looked like it wasn't going to let up anytime soon. It wasn't going to put a damper on his mood! It was finally time! Gingerly picking up Archimedes, who had fallen asleep hanging onto the back of his chair, Remus placed him in his cage. Remus, double checking his trunk and travel bag. Everything seemed to be in order. A shiver ran down his spine, Remus told himself again that everything would be fine.
Picking up Archimedes' cage, Remus made his way downstairs. His mum was bustling around the kitchen making breakfast. His father was hiding behind that day's edition of the Daily Prophet. It looked like any other morning, but there was a definite electricity in the air. Remus sat down at the table, placing Archimedes' on the floor and said good morning to his mum and dad.
"Morning, honey. Now make sure to eat up and I don't mean on chocolate." Mrs. Lupin placed a plate of eggs and toast in front of him. Suddenly, he didn't have much of a appetite. Looking his breakfast, wishing it would disappear, Remus took a sip from his orange juice. Remus' father cleared his throat and put down the paper. Remus looked at him from the top of rim of his cup in horror, he was hoping his father won't go there, but it looked like he was going too.
"Now Remus I am sure you heard about how you and Headmaster Dumbledore are going to talk about your 'situation' when you get to Hogwarts? Arrangements have been made and we figured it was best for you to hear them from him. Your mother and I expect you to act on your best behavior…"
The speech droned on and on, but Remus had learned to cancel it out. Occasionally shaking his head to agree with what ever his father was saying, Remus ate at his breakfast sparingly. Looking out the window, Remus' eyes glossed over. Maybe he would get some sleep on the train ride there…
Mr. Lupin cleared his throat again. Remus head shot back to attention. His father was looking at him disapprovingly. What had he done wrong? Remus knew better then anyone else the seriousness of his condition, he was the one who had it. Better to keep his mouth shut though and just nod again, which he did.
Looking in a better mood, Mr. Lupin got up from the table. Kissing, his wife on the check, he walked upstairs to bring down Remus' luggage. Remus began to play with his scrambled eggs, moving them in circles with his fork. Seeing that her son was no longer interested in breakfast, she took the plate away and told him to go put Archimedes in the car. Not the car again, were they muggles all of a sudden? "Your father likes taking the car, so don't let him see you making that look."
With a internal groan, Remus made his way to the front door. It was raining even harder, no lighting, just a damp and dreary day. "Dear, wait a minute…" his mum appeared from out of the kitchen with her wand. With a flick of her wand pointed to her son, Remus felt as if he was wrapped in plastic. "Its you won't get wet." and with that she walked back into the kitchen. Pulling the blanket around Archimedes cage closed, Remus made his way to the car. Opening the door and stuffing the cage in, Remus hopped in afterwards.
A few minutes later his father walked out the front door. He had Remus' trunk floating along the ground with the, Mobilarbus spell. His father stuffed all the baggage in the trunk and jumped in the drivers seat. Moments later his mother apparate into the passenger's seat. The drive to King's Cross was extremely uneventfully. It at least pervaded Remus with another hour's worth of sleep.
Awaking when the car came to a stop and the door's opened, Remus rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Remembering where he was, Remus shot up and was very wide awake. Without a word, he grabbed Archimedes' cage and followed his parents to the train station. His mother gave him his ticket to board the train, 'Do not lose that.' They arrived at platforms nine and ten. Remus looked at his ticket, it clearly said 'Platform 9 ¾' .
"This is were we part son." Mr. Lupin said, while placing a hand on Remus' shoulder. "Have a good term, your mother and I will send you owls to see how you are doing." With a tight squeeze he let go of Remus' shoulder. His mother was more emotional. Crouching down in front of Remus, Mrs. Lupin hugged him tightly and gave him a teary kiss on the cheek. "We love you Remus. Try and have a fun time. If you make any friends, bring them over to visit during summer break." Hugging his mum back, Remus realized he might actually miss his parents. With a small sniff, Remus pulled away from his mother's embrace. Remus hated to break the mood but there was no other way;
"Where is the platform for the Hogwarts Express? There is only a nine and ten."
With a sigh, Mrs. Lupin explained to her son, 'Run through the barrier between platforms nine and ten.' His father shook his head to agree with what she was saying. Remus grabbed the cart that held his luggage and Archimedes cage so tight that his knuckles turned white. 'Run into the cement pillar? Had they gone mad?' Giving one last look at his parents to make sure they were telling the truth, satisfied that they were Remus held his breathe and began to run at the pillar.
Remus ran faster and faster as he approached the barrier. Remus closed his eyes, bracing for the impact, but the crash that he was waiting for never happened. Instead when Remus opened his eyes, he was greeted by the appearance of a Steam Engine unlike any color on the muggle trains. Remus looked up to the platform number it read 'Platform 9 ¾'. He had arrived.
Remus approached the train. Steam was billowing out of the top and the whistle blew. Witches and Wizards of every shape and size were on the platform waiting for the departure of the Hogwarts Express. As he passed people to get to the train, Remus heard scraps of conversation:
"Have another good term, Eleni."
"Don't forget to wash behind your ears, Peter."
"…Mum, stop! Not in front of everyone!'
"I wonder if…"
Remus reached the train and took Archimedes cage off the baggage trolley. Now how was he going to fit his trunk onto the train? With a disgruntled look, Remus tired to lift his trunk of the trolley. It lifted a inch and then fell like a bag of cement. Remus gave another try, still no luck.
"What a sad sight. I thought I had better taste in friends."
Remus turned around to the direction the voice was coming from. Remus was greeted by the sight of a black haired and eyed boy, it was Siruis. Remus heart floated on air for a moment, 'He recognized me!' but then Remus remembered his present situation and blushed.
"Now, now Remus." Siruis walked toward Remus as he spoke and grabbed the other end of the trunk. "One, two…three!" With a fierce swing they were able to get Remus' trunk on the train. Siruis gave him a pat on the back and laughed. Then he and Remus boarded the Hogwarts Express.
He was finally there. Remus was on his way to Hogwarts.
OWARI
Sorry not much about the Hogwarts Express. This chapter just took longer then I thought at first, so I made it part one. Sneaky, huh? Well, you all seem to like the story so I guess no harm taking my time. I am just not looking forward to writing the sorting hats song and Hagrid's accent. I told myself I was going to do a really attempt at a novel and I am! REMEMBER TO REVIEW! IT MAKES ME HAPPY!
PS There is no guy/guy in this, so don't be scared. They were all 'very' good friends though. So don't be frightened, ok?