Disclaimer-I don't own it. I'd be rich if I did and if I did, why would I be posting fanfiction of it???

Warning- This story will contain slash. It's a SB/RL pairing. If you don't like it and/or think its sick, to bad for you you simple minded thing you. Go read something else and don't flame me about it.

Hogwarts was the place of my dreams. A place I had long since longed to attend, a place I longed to visit at the very least. But options aren't forthcoming for a person in my position.

So when I got the letter, saying that I had been accepted to this notoruis school for wizadry and withccraft, one of the finest schools in its kind, I was estatic. I jumped for joy and, as embaressing as it is for me to say this, I cried. I was to meet with the headmaster at a local cafe and discuss 'the situation'. I didn't care that my illness could get in the way, that if people found out I could become the school freak, or worse, be expelled for the discovery. I didn't care about gaining friends or meeting new people, people unlike the like of which I lived near. I wanted to learn, and I wanted a chance to be normal for once.

I packed my trunks a week early, jumping for joy at the mere mention of the school. My school. The school I was to attend and gain some sort of acceptance in.

Perhaps you know the feeling, regardless if your a werewolf or not. Perhaps you know what it feels like to be overwhelmed with joy at an upcoming event that you had long since spent long nights in a dark room dreaming about. Perhaps you know the feeling of happiness and excitment that goes along with it. And perhaps not. But I know the feeling well. I know it thoroughly anf completely.

I was going to live my dreams.

A/N- Sorry it was short. I would have posted more but the next section of the story desperatly needs to be fixed. Please Review? I loooove reviewers and this is my first fanfic EVER so they would be greatly appreciated! I need some sort of feed back, good or bad, to decide whether or not to just delete this story or continue updating and writing. Oh and the spelling probably really sucks but my word doesn't have spell check :( If someone volunteers for the position of making my story pretty and correctly spelled without reward except for my eternal graditude, I would love them forever!