Chapter 3: The Hogwarts Express
A/N: This is Remus' first year at Hogwarts book this chapter will just be the Hogwarts Express. Just a warning in advance to any of you who don't like Wolfstar, this will eventually be Wolfstar. This is my first try at a proper slow burn story :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
The time would come for the autumn of 1971 and Remus Lupin's first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Fern was excited for her adoptive son made sure that you had all these things packed before boarding the train at exactly eleven o'clock. Fern and Oliver saw him to the train and waved him off as he started his journey.
He was sitting alone in an empty compartment, just about to start reading one of the books that Oliver had given him from the Muggle primary school that he worked in. That was until a rather messy heard bespectacled boy all but barged into the compartment accompanied by a dark haired boy with silver eyes. Remus had never met anyone who had silver eyes before. He was a little wary, considering his aversion to the metal. He shyly introduced himself, almost hiding behind the cover of the Muggle book, "H-hi. I'm Remus, nice to meet you." The messy haired boy with glasses smiled, "James Potter. And this is my new best friend Sirius Black." The boy named Sirius grinned at him, "Hi there." He shyly waved which made Sirius smile. "Can we sit in here? There's one more of us to come along but as usual, Pete 's always late." He asked. "Of course. I don't really know anyone else here and I'd be glad for a few friends." James grinned at this and replied, "Well, you've got three now." Remus smiled softly and returned to his book on astronomy. He'd read it several times, but it was one of his favourites. Sirius noticed the book about stars and couldn't help the small grin that appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Do you like stars then, Remus?" The sandy blond haired boy nodded with a smile, "For as long as I can remember. You're named after the dog star, right?" He nodded slowly, "Yeah. I'm from a bunch of Pureblood tosser and they mainly name us after either stars or flowers." James fondly tease his friend, "Guess you weren't pretty enough to be named for a flower then, Sirius." Sirius placed to hand on his shoulder in a mocked expression of hurt, "You wound me, Potter." Remus on the other hand, was blushing behind his book and thinking, 'Oh, I don't know about that... I for one think you're stunning…'. He didn't say this, of course and just kept his nose in his astronomy book. He turned the pages, but he wasn't really paying attention to the information on the night sky. How could he? Especially when those beautiful grey eyes were boring into his amber eyes. Since the last full moon, his eyes had mainly been amber, and Oliver had informed him that they would not change from this unlikely remain the colour for the rest of his days. Oliver of course hadn't told the young werewolf that amber eyes were significant sign of a future Alpha.
Eventually, the train came to a stop just outside Hogsmeade Station for the rest of the students. The first years boarded the boat with the help from the half giant. Remus was awe of the beauty of the castle. He'd read about it countless times but seeing it for himself is an entirely different matter. He watched the Sorting ceremony took place and waited for his own name to be called. When he had received his Hogwarts letter, he was relieved to find out that the Ministry no longer referred to him as a Lupin but as Crawford, to his relief. His name was called, and he was sorted into Gryffindor house along with his new friends. He was relieved to find that at the next full moon was in three weeks which was thankfully, still quite a good while away. The pendant that Fern had given him to track the lunar cycle's calendar was firmly placed around his neck on its copper chain. He was sat down next to his new friends, talking amicably, laughing, and eating. He couldn't believe that he was finally at Hogwarts. When the Gryffindor prefect and head of house, Minerva McGonagall, had introduced themselves and led them to the Gryffindor common room, it was almost time for curfew. He had noticed that his three new friends, his roommates for the next seven years, were quite the troublemakers. He found that he didn't mind this much, fully intending to help them cause mischief but also gain a proper education at the magical school like he had been dreaming of since the Crawfords took him from his father's home. The next morning breakfast before classes, Fern had sent him the small package that contained some chocolate cookies and a scarf. He wrote back to her almost instantly telling her excitedly how he'd already made three friends and had been sorted into Gryffindor house. Their first lesson together as a quartet had been Defence Against the Dark Arts, which he discovered he was immensely fond of. The other classes that they had that they were Potions, herbology and History of Magic. He seemed to like History of Magic, but he didn't care much for the ghostly professor who taught the class. While Professor Binns droned on about the goblin Wars of 1836, Remus took out his sketch pad and charcoal pencils and began doing one of his favourite hobbies, sketching. He took a few notes but since the ghostly professor seem to be saying the same thing in a multitude of different ways, you gave up on just continued sketching for quite some time. He found himself sketching Sirius, of all people. He hoped that the silver eyed boy would never catch him sketching. Midway through the first week of first year, they planned their first prank together in the Gryffindor common room.
The quartet of Gryffindor boys were unaware of the friendship they had forged would bind them together for the next seven years as well as the remainder of their lives. Nor did they know what friendship the possibility would have to turn into between a certain wolf and star.