***WOOHOO a happy chapter after all that dreadfulness!
WARNING: Language****
Hope Lupin was Remus's mother. She was an understanding and kind-hearted woman, who was currently working as a checkout operator in the local supermarket. She was also a muggle. Her husband Lyall Lupin was a very skilled wizard who worked freelance in beast control in local areas. It was because of this the Lupins felt the need to keep their son's unfortunate condition a secret. So they kept moving. Whenever a neighbour got suspicious about a strange noise in the night or they noticed Remus's frequent illnesses, the moving boxes would come and they would relocate or 'start a new adventure' as they often told their son. Moving, as adventurous as it may sound, was not without its disadvantages. It lost Hope's ability to have a stable career despite her degree and it was rather expensive. So they lived in a shabby neighbourhood called Lewisham. But they have been able to stay in this house for almost four years. It was comfortable. Remus had a specific place to turn whenever he came home from school - that wasn't his bedroom. They were happy, as they should be. And the first few days of the holiday were quiet.
Remus Lupin was bombarded with owls from James Potter, not even a week from when the holidays began. The first letter was pleasant though dramatic as James usually was.
Hello Moonchild
i am writing to demand that you come and visit me over the holidays. especially since both of our other friends are currently grounded for last year's mischief. what can i say? they live in the past. but us, we prefer to live in the present.
PLEASE SAVE ME FROM THESE DREADFULLY BORING OLD PEOPLE MY PARENTS HAVE DEEMED "FRIENDS"
waiting patiently for your owl
J
aka the man you've insisted on calling "patches" (ridiculous)
His reply:
Hello PATCHES (as long as you insist on calling me 'moonchild' I will continue calling you patches)
Old people are not boring. Albus Dumbledore is old. Minerva McGonagall is old. Horace Slughorn is old. None of them are boring. Although we have discovered this only because we have given them a chance. Perhaps if you do the same for your parents' friends, you might find them enjoyable...
Now that that's cleared up….
I can not visit you over the holidays, as much as I want to. Visiting you last Christmas was, in the dullest sense of the word, magnificent. However, travelling with my condition is difficult, to say the least.
I hope you're not too put out. I'm sure Sirius and Peter will not remain grounded for the remainder of the holiday.
Speaking of, say hello to Sirius for me if you hear from him.
Give my best to your mum and dad.
-Remus Lupin
Aka I refuse to call myself that outrageous name.
The second came barely an hour later:
REMUS LUPIN YOU SON OF A BANSHEE
what is it with old people that makes you so obsessed with them? is it their wrinkly skin or their greying hair? or perhaps it is because they always smell like soap? i will never understand.
FOR MERLIN'S SAKE you can change here! i don't know if you remember or not from you last "magnificent" visit, but we have a huge garden and behind that theres trees and behind that theres a river and behind that theres more trees that go on for miles and miles and miles and miles before you would ever reach any signs of human life. by god man pull yourself together and get your ass down here.
i reckon pickles and cottontail will not be allowed to visit me even if they do get off grounding
see you soon MOONCHILD
J
He had actually asked his parents if he could go after he received this, but he was reminded that werewolves can run long distances and that he needed his potions to help ease the pain. He shuddered to think of what it would be like without them, so he replied:
Patches,
I realised this might be difficult for you to accept but… you are the one with the bunny costume, not Peter. While Peter Cottontail may share the same name as our Peter, the fact still remains that you are the rabbit - not Peter Pettigrew.
Also wasn't it your family who wrote the book? Adopting the nickname would show that you have pride in who you are and who your family is. Or are you not proud to be a Potter? Your father will be so disappointed.
Hoping that you'll come to your senses,
Remus Lupin
P.S. James Potter, you almost used a swear! What would your mother think? -R.L.
He couldn't even fathom what James's reply would be. He paced the floor of his bedroom, hoping to calm his nerves, expecting the next letter to come as fast as the last one did. However, it did not. He waited three days for James's reply.
remus fucking lupin
if you do not get down here i will bring the wrath of the potters down on you. bunny costumes are only the beginning moonchild. i will come down to your place, kidnap your entire family, and drag you to the WORLD CUP!
yup the world cup moonchild. do you really wanna miss out on that?
its going to be legendary. just imagine, for generations to come they are going to be talking about this event. what are we going to tell our grandchildren?
the year was 1974. it was the 417th edition. syria vs madagascar. directed by one of the greatest chasers in quidditch history ROYSTON IDLEWIND! PLAYED IN FUCKING FRANCE! AND REMUS 'MOONCHILD' LUPIN WAS STUPIDLY ABSENT BECAUSE HE WAS STUPID WHEN IT CAME TO HIS STUPID PROBLEM! honestly you are a shame to grandfathers everywhere. if i were your grandchild i would slap you. i hope that, right now, you can feel the burn of every slap your 2 dozen grandchildren are going to give you.
seriously. free tickets to a once in a life time event. a trip to france with the one and only JAMES POTTER! you get to hang out with james potter in france. im just trying to save you from a life time of regret.
which is why i am politely suggesting that you get your fucking ass to my fucking house, as soon as fucking possible! we already have the guest rooms ready for you and your dear mum and dad.
are you happy now i swore? legitly. and multiple times. im just glad pickles not here to see this. i am disgusted with myself
no, my family did not write that book. it was a muggle by the same name. the reason why were not in the 'sacred 28' is because too many muggles share our name.
we call 'peter' cottontail, because is birth name is peter and (mostly) because it annoys him. whoopdedoo, we've established that we all have nicknames that we hate.
james potter, as if you didn't know
Remus found himself shaking with laughter at this letter. He showed it to his mother who, despite only telling Remus not to copy his friend's language nor encourage such behaviour, decided to talk to her husband about the possibility of her son accompanying his friend. Remus did not know this, so his response was:
James fucking 'Patches' Potter
2 dozen grandchildren? REALLY? You expect ME to have 24 grandchildren? That is even more ridiculous than 'moonchild.' Congratulation you have officially lost your mind.
-Remus Lupin
P.S. What. The. Hell. is 'whoopdeedoo' doing in YOUR vocabulary? I was under the impression that you were the cool one. I guess that title will have to go to someone else. -R.L.
He wasn't expecting an answer. He certainly wasn't expecting a Howler, but that is what he got.
REMUS MOONCHILD LUPIN
I ONLY HAVE SO MUCH PATIENCE! YOU EITHER TELL ME THAT YOU'RE GOING IN YOUR NEXT LETTER OR I WILL BE AT YOUR DOOR TOMORROW EVENING TO KIDNAP EVERY SINGLE LUPIN I LAY EYES ON. I DON'T CARE HOW BADASS YOUR DAD'S REPUTATION IS! I WILL TAKE YOU ALL KICKING AND SCREAMING!
Hey Mr and Mrs Lupin, hope you're both doing great. Mum sends her love and Dad says hi. I'll see the three of you soon. Have a nice night…
This is James Potter by the way.
He was so distracted by his own embarrassment and his parent's laughter that he almost didn't notice the second letter that came with the Howler.
i expect nothing less than 24 great- nephews from you. If you fail to deliver i will make the rest of your life hell. so you better get started.
and sod off, im still cool!
Once Hope and Lyall Lupin settled their laughter, they told their son that they decided that they were going to allow Remus to go, but, only after the full moon. Needless to say, Remus was excited.
James,
(He decided to start off peacefully. Leave the exciting news for the end.)
The Howler was not necessary. You nearly gave my mother a heart attack. She's a muggle you know!
24 grandchildren are, by far, too many. Sorry to disappoint.
I'm afraid that once it get's out that you used the word 'whoopdeedoo' you will no longer be cool. I wouldn't be surprised if it brought you down to Snape's level on the social scale.
My father lives up to every word of his 'badass' reputation and I'm afraid that a simple third year (or should I say fourth year?) would not pose any threat to him. Yes, even the great James Potter. He is that much of a badass.
Luckily for you, my father is a reasonable man. He has granted me permission (probably to save your ruddy ass) to go with you to France to see the World Cup. I'll be at your house around mid-August. About the 17th should do? Unless, of course, it's inconvenient for your parents then another date can be scheduled.
Looking forward to seeing you
Remus
It was said, that in the summer of 1974, James Potter's screams of delight could be heard throughout the UK. It may seem by that statement, that no one could be happier at that moment than James Potter, but it wasn't true. Remus Lupin was much happier. He felt so happy, he could have possibly burst. A smile did not leave his face for what remained of his time at his parents house. Even as the full moon approached, though it was faded, a smile still played on his lips. He was, finally, going to be able to do something like a normal boy. He knew that while in France, he wouldn't have to worry about the moon, or potions, or moving, or unexplained absences. He wouldn't have to see the strain all of this put on his parents. Starting on the 17th of August, Remus Lupin was a normal boy wizard, going to see a quidditch game with his best friend.
****CrazyFangirl100, I'm really glad you liked it! Even though it was sad and creepy... Kreacher was always creepy for me, even when he was nice to Harry in the end. Really, really, really, thank you, for your continued support and encouragement, it means a lot. XO
Drifting17 Hey, you're still here! You were one of my firsts Thank you, for still reading and for your reviews. I'm stoked that you still like it :D Sirius is my favourite too (just don't tell the other marauders ;D)
**Shout out to Beatrice Potter and J. K. Rowling, all rights reserved.
Thank you for reading.
I think we all need a friend like James Potter. Isn't he the best And Remus dude! Ugh, he just needs to be happy, constantly.
Anyway, I'll see you all later with more wibbly wobbly, magic-y wagic-y... stuff. (That was a terrible spin on a wonderful quote and I'm not sorry in the slightest)
XO***