I decided to make Lupin a werewolf this year*, his fifth year in Hogwarts. I know a lot of people think he was always a werewolf since he was at Hogwarts, but I've really wanted to do this kind of storyline for awhile. I wan to have Sirius and James kind of watching him sink into this new role. I hope you guys like the twist, the story focuses mainly on Sirius and Remus in the way of Marauders, James will be in there (of course, Sirius and James will cause plenty of trouble.) but I won't focus on him a lot. That may change though, you never know.
*Read on and you'll see I've changed that...
When James and Sirius got on the train to go back to Hogwarts for there fifth year they were already laughing riotously. Eventually, they reached a compartment on the train with a significantly more subdued boy already seated, reading a book of some sort; it was covered in brown paper, but looked rather old. He looked up from the book and straight at them when they entered, and his expression changed from grim to smiling.
The summer had been rough on Remus, he was sullen and pale looking. Every part of him ached and his head was constantly pounding. Every sound made him jump, any movement made him flinch, for all intensive purposes, he was a scaredy cat. Admittedly, he'd always been the anxious one out of the Marauders, but now it was multiplied by thousands. He used to be anxious just for himself, his friends…now he was anxious for the whole bloody universe. Remus had that haunted look in his eyes that nobody at the age of sixteen should ever have.
"Remus, why do you look so terribly depressed?" Sirius asked, while he and James got situated in the compartment. "Hmm?" Remus asked, incredibly preoccupied, his eyes had gone back to the book, his eyebrows furrowed. Sirius jumped seats and plopped down next to Remus causing him to shudder and shift quickly away. Sirius was puzzled, what was Remus worried about? Sirius studided Remus. No, not worried, he was scared. Why was he scared? Sirius would never hurt him, not ever. As soon as Sirius opened his mouth to ask what was wrong with him, both James and Sirius noticed that Remus was shaking all over.
His hands trembled, and his knuckles were white from gripping that damned book so hard. "Remus…what's happened?" Sirius asked, placing a hand on his friends back. He felt warm, almost feverish as if there were something burning beneath his skin. Was he ill? Did he maybe have family trouble over the Summer?
Remus shook his head furiously, still trying to maintain his smile, and said "Not here." James scowled at that, and began to open his mouth, but Sirius shot him a look. This was all insanity, pure insanity. Remus's mind was racing, could he tell Sirius and James? In his head, he laughed at himself. What a silly question, of course he could, but not here, and definitely not now. He wasn't ready, Remus could barely even get a grip on it himself. It was coming.