Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling (or at least I wasn't the last time I checked), therefore, I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to him.   All belongs to the wonderful and the brilliant JKR!  No money is being made; just for fun and to get the plot bunnies out of my head. 

The Beginning

Part I: The Start of a Beautiful Friendship

A pale boy with light brown hair and gray eyes maneuvered his trolley through the crowds of people in King's Cross Station.   Beside him, his mother walked, occasionally muttering to herself.   He could hear occasional phrases like "hurts someone", "hope this isn't a mistake", and "should have his chance".  

He sighed a little, but then brightened.   He was going to Hogwarts!  It had been his dream since he had first found out about it, an ideal place in his mind where he could be happy and learn to do magic and be a real wizard like his mum and dad.  

He still remembered the day he had found out, just a few weeks ago…  

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There was a knock at the door and when he opened it, he saw a very old man, with a long silver beard, wearing dark blue robes that had some sparkles at the hems.  

The man had smiled at him, his blue eyes twinkling behind his glasses.   "Ah, you must be Remus."

He gasped and his eyes widened.   How on earth had this man known his name?   He knew he'd never seen him before.   He found his voice again and managed to say, "Yes, sir.  Uh, would you like to come in?"   He felt he must look like a complete idiot but the man only smiled at him and came inside.  

His mother came in and gasped when she saw the visitor.   "Prof—Professor Dumbledore, sir!"

The man turned his smile to his mother, "How are you, Jane?  I had heard that you had married Rhys after you left school." 

His mother was still in shock, he could see, but she was smiling now and had come forward to shake the man's hand, gesturing for him to take a seat.  

The man turned and immediately, a large armchair came forward stopping right behind the man.  

His mother had busied herself, using her wand to conjure up a teapot, some teacups and a plateful of cookies and cake.   Remus watched with interest.   Visitors were definitely good things, since they meant that he could have cake and this was his favorite kind too.  

His mother finished pouring the tea, handing the teacup to Professor Dumbledore.   "What brings you here today, Professor?  I'm assuming it has to do with Hogwarts." 

Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat a little, before pulling a letter out of his robe, handing it to Remus, who took it and opened it curiously.  

His mother saw it and gasped, turning pale.   "That's—is that what I think it is?"

The letter was very brief, addressed to Mr. Remus Lupin and dated from Hogwarts.  

Dear Mr. Lupin,

I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.   The new school year will begin on September 1.   The Hogwarts Express will be leaving King's Cross Station, Platform 9 ¾ at 11 a.m. 

Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment. 

I look forward to seeing you at Hogwarts.

Yours sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore


And at that moment, his entire world changed.   Hogwarts!  

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On the train, Remus found a compartment that was empty, except for one other boy, a plump pale boy who appeared to be sleeping.   With a small, happy sigh, Remus sat down, closing his eyes, thinking about Hogwarts as he had been doing constantly since the moment of Professor Dumbledore's visit.  

The quiet in the compartment was broken rudely when the door opened to admit a tall boy with messy black hair and glasses, running while laughing over his shoulder at another black-haired boy who was chasing after him, yelling "Come back here, you thieving git!   I'll get you for this one, Potter!!"

The boy called Potter only laughed harder and would've continued to run, if a strap from Remus's bag hadn't gotten in his way.   He tripped, falling flat.   

In a moment, Remus was helping him up.   "Are you okay?"

The boy laughed as he got up.   "All except my pride."

The boy who'd been chasing after him caught up at this point.   He grabbed a little packet on the floor that had flown out of the other boy's hand when  he'd fallen, with a triumphant "Ha!  Got it!   And you are going to pay for that one, Potter."

The other boy only grinned.   "You're welcome to try."

All of a sudden, he seemed to remember Remus, who had been looking between them with interest and not a little amusement and some envy at the obvious friendship between them.  

The boy with glasses turned to Remus, sticking out his hand with a friendly smile.   "Hi, I'm James Potter and this mannerless idiot is Sirius Black."   Remus shook his hand, grinning back, "I'm Remus Lupin" and with that one exchange of grins, the three boys became fast friends.