Moon Fishing.
Chapter Five: 9 3/4
Remus counted down the days until the First of September, to the day when his once impossible dream would come true. Finally he stood on platform 9 3/4. He was beside himself with delight and nervous energy. Behind all that buzzed anxiety. It was all so real. From the electric tang of the magic shielding them from the view of the muggles to the noise of the other students calling and laughing. Through it all sat the wonderful heavy smell of the crimson steam engine. Remus was in love with this moment. Only one thing beat it- He looked up and saw the pride in his parents faces and his heart swelled.
Remus couldn't help but be troubled. He had always kept away from other children- he didn't want muggle children asking awkward and distressing questions about his thoroughly wizarding house and family and he certainly didn't want wizarding children asking even more awkward and distressing questions about his monthly disappearances, not to mention the uncommon furniture in the basement. What did one do to make friends he wondered. Did he even want the hassle? He figured that he would be busy with his studies anyway... Marelda Lupin saw her son's sideways glances at the other children and gave him a covert hug by leaning into him just a little so thatonly Remus knew what it was and he wouldn't be embarrassed.
"You will be fine Remus John Lupin. You are clever and funny and you will find wonderful friends. What I'm worried about are those prefects and teachers and bullies- with all those curses, jinxes and hexes you've perfected over the last few weeks they won't know what hit them" She nudgecd him playfully when he looked up and a blush crept along his cheekbones.
Remus had never liked authority figures. Not to say that he wasn't a respectful child, not at all, he just felt that respect was something that one earned. He was as stubborn as a mule and as sharp as they came, when you mixed that with his wicked sense of humour you found that Remus was someone you wanted to keep on side. He was naturally a very easy going and amiable child but Marelda and John had learned early on in their son's life that kind words and gentle encouragement got one a lot further than snarling and issuing orders ever could for once he dug his heels in Remus could hold off anyone for longer than they could imagine.
Remus' dislike of people in authority had grown massively at the hands of his treatment at the Ministry. Except for Bruce Stebbins who was his handler the rest of the people in the department were absolutely horrible. So whenever Remus was there some strange things occured... sometimes hours later, and sometimes to Remus himself, so as not to arouse suspicion.
"We found your book', whispered John from next to Marelda, talking about the book of hexes, jinxes and curses that Remus had basically memorised 'Your mother and I added a few of our favourites from our time at Hogwarts that weren't in there."
"If you get caught we will deny everything."Marelda laughed.
"Yeah, work on your innocent look, Kiddo."laughed John as the whistle blew to ensure that all the students were aboard or about to be. They gave him a final hug each. With a final call of "I promise to write... not every day, but most days." Remus dashed aboard the train. As he waved to his parents he wore a massive grin and his thoughts turned to the book in the top of his trunk.