"They'll all be much older than you, my dear. If that's not okay with you, we can come up with something else, but Dad has to take this job."
The child, with deep burgundy hair adorned with a green ribbon to match her romper, simply looked at her father from across their dinner table, saying, "It's okay. I think I'll like school. There will be other kids there."
"Older kids," Remus insisted. "They'll always be much older than you."
Lizzie spooned another bite of soup into her mouth and said, "Maybe, but I'll be a lot older than a lot of them," she used her free hand to point to her temple. "In here."
Remus laughed a little. "Of course. You're right of course. As usual."
The following day, Remus helped Lizzie pack her clothes, shoes and books. The latest were the most numerous. Remus called Madame Malkin's shop in Diagon Alley, but after pulling his head from her fireplace, determined that there were no school robes that would fit Lizzie. Remus had thought as much, and so they packed her various muggle outfits and a few witch's robes along with everything else and left their secluded cottage in the mountains to make their way to the barrier on their land and apparate into Diagon Alley.
After picking up a few necessary items for schooling in classrooms in various shop, none of which excited the young girl more than Flourish and Blotts, the two made their way back to the muggle streets of London and were on their way to King's Cross to catch the 11:00 train to Hogwarts.
"Now you have a lot of relatives here. Your cousin Cedric for example. Your mother's mother's sister's daughter's son."
"Are they all going to be that complicated?"
Lupin smiled as he set their trunks on top of the rack over their heads. "No my darling. You also have your grandmother, and your twice great uncle."
"Mom's mom, and I'm guessing, her father's brother?"
"Right. you might catch your great uncle John later in the year as he is an examiner for the Educational Authority. He's your, uh…" Remus sat by the window and made himself comfortable as he thought. "Your grandmother's brother. I know it's a lot, but really, we're all here to protect you, look out for you. Even Dumbledore."
"He's the twice great uncle," Lizzie said to herself before yawning a little. "Two uncles, a grandmother, a cousin, and my dad. Sounds like a family to me." with that she drifted off to sleep. Remus, feeling a little tired himself, tossed his coat over the both of them as Lizzie slumped halfway into his lap. If he was going to be napping, he would much rather no one be tittering about the young child behind his unconscious back.