DISCLAIMER- EVERYTHING YOU RECOGNIZE HERE IS NOT MINE IT IS JK ROLLINGS.

PROLOGUE

He had finally been accepted. After trying so hard, searching, and searching, each time with no as the answer. He didn't understand, why did they always say no, he didn't even stand a chance, as soon as 'werewolf' was mentioned, there was no way. That's why he

didn't believe it when he received his letter. There it was, addressed to an 11 yr old Remus Lupin, sealed with the red circular engravement in wax, he slowly opened it and read...

Dear Mr. Lupin,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find the enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your Owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minevera McGonagall.

His lips cracked into the first smile he have had in months, but it quickly faded,

for he was learning not to get his hopes up about anything. As he sat on his worn, comfy mattress, in his wizardry home, he wondered what this new school would be like.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY-aka-HOME

Diagon Alley was the most amazing place he had ever seen, he was a wizard, but never had he been around so many other wizards at once, he usually tried to avoid people. You see, Remus Lupin was a werewolf, but no one here in Diagon Alley knew

that...yet, and Remus was glad. He pulled out his list of books and materials needed for school. As he walked around he saw and heard many people talking about school, with nervousness and anxiety. He happened to run into a boy with blond hair, and heard him talking abut a store called "Zonkos". He thought this place sounded interesting, so he found this..."Zonkos", and saw it to be an incredibly popular joke shop. Being the hard working person he was, he first picked up a book. It was full of spells, and potions, and pranks to play on people, he set it down as two boys came to pick up the same book. Both looked about his age, but neither seemed as nervous as Remus felt. The tallest of the two had black hair to the ends of his ears, and a bold way to him. The shorter of the two also had black hair, about he same length, maybe a little bit shorter, but his looked ruffled, and messier compared to the first.

As they walked up, Remus listened in on their conversation...

"You think we'll actually learn anything?" the shorter of the two asked.

"Us!...psh, yeah right!"

The two of them started laughing uncontrollably. When their laughter

finally died down, they walked up to Remus.

"Hey, would you hand me that book." the shorter said, more as a statement then a question.

"Uh...yeah, sure" Remus replied. Desperately looking for friends, (but not getting his hopes up),

he asked, "So who are you?...I mean, what's your name?"

The two laughed at his desperation.

"I'm James" the shorter one stuck out his hand and shook Remus'.

"And I'm Sirius" The taller one followed suit.

"Uhhhhh...?"

"No, seriously!...I'm Sirius! I mean, that's my

name, Sirius."

"Oh!" cried Remus, finally understanding. They all laughed together, when Sirius asked,

"So what's your name?"

"Oh! I'm Remus...Remus Lupin."

Neither of the two replied with a nice to meet you, as neither of them had 'polite' on their

list of specialties.

"Hey, you want to grab some butterbeer with us?"

This time it was James who talked.

"Sure."

Although Remus answered with only a 'sure', he was bubbling with excitement inside, he got so excited he had to remind himself that friends

had to gain trust over time. But it never seemed that way with this group, they just all clicked as soon as they met, sure to be friends.

Hogwarts was the most amazing school! Remus had seen and read about many wizarding schools, but it was different in person. Coming off the Hogwarts Express, (now with a new friend, Peter Pettigrew), they

all got on the boats with the other first years, and gazed in awe at the castle together. Remus had a look of wonder on his face, and Peter looked more dumbfounded, where as James and Sirius had mischievous grins spread across their faces.

"I wish I had a camera, that grin describes them perfectly", Remus thought. But he had no idea how often he'd see those two identical mischievous smiles before the year was over. Finally reaching the gates, Remus snapped out of his thoughts, and back into the real world, or the wizarding world that is. A they walked into the Great Hall, he gaped at the high ceiling, enchanted to look like the weather outside, and the four long tables, then

his eyes were drawn to the front, where a teacher was prepared to call out names for the 'sorting hat'. Having no idea what this was, Remus just figured he'd be taking a test in front of...THE WHOLE SCHOOL! "No "way! Was all he could think of.

"Shoot, I knew I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up, I'm going to fail, or maybe its some sort of test to see what your like!...crud...then they'll know I'm a werewolf, and then I'm doomed. I'm going to die."

Looking around, he saw that Peter looked bored, and James and Sirius looked like they were having the time of their life.

"How could they look so calm? We're going to take a test...in front of the whole school!"

Since the names were being called alphabetically, Remus had a while to go, which meant more time to think. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He then zoned out, and only looked up when he heard

"Black, Sirius!"

"Potter, James!"

"Pettigrew, Peter!"

(Who all happened to get into Gryffindor)

At one point, Remus found himself wondering what would happen if he didn't make it into Gryffindor, but then decided

that he was more worried about the werewolf thing.

You know when you're dreading something, it seems to come faster? Well that's what happened to Remus.

"Lupin, Remus!"

He almost ran in the other direction, but then spotted James, Peter, and Sirius glaring at him. He walked up to the stool, and put on the hat.

"Hmmmmm..."

"Oh my God!" Lupin thought, "I'm going mad, I just heard a voice... in my head!"

"Well, you're very trustworthy I think..."

There it was again!

"And brave, I think Gryffindor suits you best...GRYFFINDOR!"

The hat had chosen, he had passed the test, he was with his friends, and best of all, no one knew he was a werewolf!...(besides Dumbledore of course).

And so, he sat with his friends...what a great word, friends...anyway, he sat with his friends and enjoyed the wonderful feast. His spirits were raised the highest they had been

in years, perhaps too high, he found himself thinking, he didn't want to get carried away, but for now, he decided he wouldn't care, he wanted to have fun while he could. Soon after dinner, and Dumbledore's speech, he followed James, Sirius, Peter, and some Prefect which he didn't catch the name of, into the Gryffindor common room.

"Just like I pictured it!" he heard Sirius say.

Remus didn't agree, the truth was, Remus was so busy worrying, he didn't even think about where he would be staying. He walked around, staring in wonder at the red and gold

colored room. Decorations everywhere, a warm fireplace, and extra bright windows made the Gryffindor common room seem so welcoming. He looked at the two flights of stairs leading to he girls' and the boys' sleeping areas. Just as he was about to take a step up the boys' side, James and Sirius dashed passed him, and up the girls' flight, on purpose of course, only to be thrown back, out onto the floor at the bottom of the staircase.

"Awwwwww maaaaan!" they complained.

"They should have known." Remus sighed, shook his head, and rolled his eyes at the stupidity of the boys.

"What?" Sirius cried. "Can't blame a guy for trying!"

He sighed again and followed them up the right staircase this time. He found that the sleeping area was even more comforting than the common room downstairs. He climbed into a bed near the end, where his luggage had already been taken to, and watched James, Sirius, and Peter all jump onto their beds, and flop down dramatically.

He lied there and thought, "wow, how kind of them to be my friends, little trouble makers they are, but I'm sure I'll fit in, of course, I'll lose everything as soon as they realize what I am, and then I'll be right back where I started, alone and miserable. ...I guess I'll just have to keep it from them as long as I can, but I know they'll find out sooner or later."

Deciding not to crush his high spirits completely, he stopped thinking about that, and instead thought,

"what a great place...what a great home."