My first Fanfic about Remus and his 'furry little problem'!

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Title: Remus Lupin's Hogwarts Days

Author: Girl Version Of Moony

Summary: The life of Remus J. Lupin, from going onto Platform 9¾, to the Marauders finding out he's a werewolf, to his first full moon with James, Sirius, and Peter as Animagi. Join Remus Lupin and the rest of the Marauders! Remus, James, Peter, and Sirius' POV.

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Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters in Harry Potter. (But I wish I do)


First Year:

First day of Hogwarts:

Remus:

"Exactly how are we supposed to get to Platform 9¾?" I asked my dad.

"Just wait." he chuckled.

Me and my father are at King's Cross Station, getting ready to go onto Platform 9¾, like normal wizards.

Except I'm not a normal wizard.

I am a...werewolf.

At age 7, I was bitten by the werewolf Fenrir Greyback, after my father insulted Greyback, and became a werewolf myself.

My parents did everything that they could in order to try to find a cure for me, but there was none.

Albus Dumbledore, could not see why I couldn't attend Hogwarts, and encouraged me to become a student.

Of course my parents were a little weary, but were okay with the plan Dumbledore thought of, and let me go.

"Now, you're going to need to run straight at the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important." his dad told me.

"Are you serious?" I told his dad.

He must be lying. Ithought. The wall is completely solid. I'd crash.

I pushed my cart, so it was facing the wall.

Well, I thought. Here goes nothing.

I ran at the barrier, and closed my eyes, waiting for the crash.

But...it didn't come.

I kept running.

I opened my eyes, and saw a scarlet steam engine waiting next to a platform packed with people.

I looked behind me and saw a wrought-iron archway where the barrier had been, with the words Platform 9¾ on it.

I had done it.

I waited for Dad before moving any farther.

When Dad came out of the wall, we walked over to the train.

Then my dad bent down and whispered in my ear.

"Try not to let anyone now about your . . . 'condition', unless you really trust them. The day before the full moon, during your second class, you will be excused and go to see Dumbledore about the plan. 'Kay?"

I looked up at my dad and nodded.

My dad, John, smiled at me and hugged me.

"Love ya, Kiddo." he said.

"Love you too, Dad." I replied.

I picked up my case and gave it to the person that collected them.

I looked at my dad one last time, then walked in the door of the train.

On the Hogwarts Express:

I walked down the corridor.

I saw a girl with bright red hair and emerald green eyes, and a boy with greasy, black hair, walking out of an empty compartment.

I looked in the compartment, and saw that it was empty.

I walked in and sat down on the left side.

I looked out the window and saw my dad waving, goodbye.

I open the window and waved too.

The train whistled, then started chugging.

I saw the scenery changing and closed the window.

I sat down, reached in his pocket, and pulled out his calender, which I always kept with me.

I had circled the full moons.

The first one is on Monday, the 12th in September.

Two weeks.

My first transformation at Hogwarts.

Then I felt a breeze and a whisper.

This freaked me out a bit.

I mean, I read 'Hogwarts, A History' and it said that there were ghosts at Hogwarts, but not on the train.

I took a breath, then stood up.

Then I felt another breeze by my ear.

I started pacing and whispering to myself.

James:

After Snivellous and the cute girl, Lily, left, I showed Sirius my Invisibility cloak.

"Whoa," Sirius breathed. "Is this an Invisibility cloak?"

"Yep." I said popping the 'p.'

"Cool."

Silence, then...

I had an idea.

"Let's put it on and the next person who comes in, we freak them out." I said.

Sirius smiled mischievously.

"I'm in."

We put it on and saw that we were invisible.

"Whoa. We're invisible." Sirius breathed.

"Well...duh. It is called an Invisibility cloak." I answered back, chuckling.

"Shut up."

"Shhh. I see someone."

It was true.

We saw a boy about our age with sandy-brown hair and amber eyes.

He looked in our compartment and saw nobody.

He walked in and sat down on the left side, the opposite of where we sat.

I smiled mischievously at Sirius.

The Sandy-boy looked out the window, then opened it and waved.

The train started moving so he closed the window, and sat back down.

Sandy-boy reached in his a pocket and pulled something out.

Sirius and I stood up and sat down next to him.

Sirius who was closer, looked at the paper.

Then blew in his ear.

"Good job." I whispered to Sirius.

Sandy-boy looked at little freaked out.

But, he took at breath, then stood up.

This time I blew in his ear.

Sirius smiled at me, then we fist-bumped each other.

Sandy-boy started pacing and whispering to himself.

We only heard bits of what he said.

"...not ghosts...'Hogwarts, A History'...only there...not on train..."

"He thinks we're ghosts." Sirius snickered.

He stopped pacing when he heard us whispering.

"Hello?" he called out.

"Yes?" I said, from under the Invisibility cloak.

He jumped at least a foot in the air.

Sirius and I snickered, then high-fived.

But, I didn't realize Sandy-boy's hand reach forward...toward the Invisibility cloak.

He grabbed it and pulled it off.

"AAHHHHH!" he screamed.

Remus:

When I grabbed onto something, I pulled.

It turns out I grabbed some kind of cloak.

Because when I pulled it off, two kids around my age were under it.

"AAHHHHH!" I screamed.

The two kids looked at me, then burst out laughing.

"Sorry," laugh. "about," laugh. "that." the one with glasses and messed up hair said, in between laughs.

"S'kay." I said weakly.

I looked down and saw the fabric on the floor, and picked it up.

"Is this an Invisibility cloak?" I asked.

"Yup." Glasses-kid said, popping the 'p.' "It's mine."

"These are really rare."

"I know . . . can I have it back." he said.

"Oh . . . right. Here." I said, giving it back.

"James Potter." Glasses-kid said.

"Sirius Black." James' friend said.

"Remus Lupin." I mumbled.

"Nice to meet you." Sirius said.

"What's that you were looking at." James said to me, indicating his calender.

"Wha- oh...nothing." I picked it up, folded it, and put it back in my pocket.

Sirius and James looked suspicious, but then forgot about it when the candy-lady opened the door and said, "Anything off the trolley, dears?"

"Oooo. Me!" James said.

He pulled out pouch.

He opened the pouch and poured out gold Galleons, silver Sickles, and bronze Knuts.

He grabbed a handful, and handed it to the candy-lady.

James named a whole bunch of sweets, and the candy-lady gave it to him.

"Thanks!"

"No problem, Dear." the candy-lady answered.

James came back in the compartment, sat down, then dumped the sweets next to him.

"Want some?" James asked me and Sirius.

We shrugged.

I grabbed a chocolate frog, unwrapped it, then ate the frog.

I looked at the frog card.

"Dumbledore." I said out loud.

"I've got 10 of him." Sirius said, through a mouth of Pumpkin Pastry.

"I got 12." James said, proudly. "You?"

James directed the last part at me.

I smirked.

"I have 21."

"Whoa." they said.

"I have all of them except, Agrippa and Ptolemy." Sirius said.

"Me too!" James exclaimed.

"I just need Merlin." I said.

Then there was a loud crash outside out compartment.

We all jumped.

"What was that?" I said.

Sirius shrugged.

James got up and opened the door.

He stuck his head out, and when he put it back in, he looked furious.

"I should have know!" he shouted.

"What?" I said, completely confused.

"Damn Slytherins pickin' on a first year."

"Who are they?" Sirius asked.

"Malfoy and his girlfriend."

"Uggg!"

"What's wrong?" I asked Sirius, as he headed out of the compartment.

"My cousin, Narcissa. That's what's wrong. She's Malfoy's girlfriend."

"Ah."

"We got to do something." James said.

"I'm with him." Sirius said.

They both looked expectingly at me.

"I guess I'll come too." I sighed.

We left the compartment and walked down the corridor.

Sirius was in front, with James at his side.

I just, sorta tagged along.

Not intending to do any magic.

Even if I knew a few spells.

At the end of the corridor, I saw the 2 Slytherin prefects.

Malfoy and Narcissa.

"HEY!" Sirius yelled.

They turned around.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't my dear cousin, Cissy. Ah! And her boyfriend, Malfoy." Sirius continued.

"Hello, Sirius. Care to join us?" Cissy said. "Becoming the one of the new Slytherin 1st years, and all."

"Who would want to be a Slytherin?" James said in disgust.

"Brainy people! That's who!" Malfoy shouted.

"Ah...," I interjected. They looked at me. "And why are you there. Seeing as your not?"

James and Sirius roared with laughter.

"Let's go, Cissy." Malfoy said.

They stormed of to the back of the train.

"Good one, Remus." Sirius said, smiling.

I smiled back, while James walked over to the other 1st year.

"Hey. I'm James Potter. This is Sirius Black," James pointed to Sirius. "And that's Remus Lupin," he pointed to me. "What happened?"

"Um...uh..." he started.

He looked around, as if looking for someone.

"I needed to find a compartment. And they came around the corner, talking. When they spotted me, they rushed over and the boy pulled out his wand. He said, 'Your supposed to be in a compartment. Do you know what happens to people who are out in the corridor?' I shook my head. I didn't know.

"He put his wand under my chin, and then the girl started talking. She said, 'They get fed to the giant squid.' I backed up and then they cornered me in a corner. Then you came."

There was an awkward pause.

"You can stay in our compartment." I said, trying to be nice.

"Really? Thanks."

I nodded.

We walked back into our compartment.

"Pettigrew, Peter Pettigrew." he said.

"Nice to meet you." James said.

We sat down.

Peter sat next to me, while James and Sirius sat across from us.

"What house do you want to be in?" James asked.

"I don't know. Gryffindor sounds pretty good. But so does Hufflepuff." Peter said, anxiously.

"Either Ravenclaw or Gryffindor." I said.

"Gryffindor." Sirius and James said.

I reached in my pocket and pulled out a game of Exploding Snap.

"Wanna play?" I asked.

"Sure." Sirius said sliding to the floor.

5 rounds of Exploding Snap later:

"I quit!" Sirius said, standing up, taking a silver spoon out of his pocket, and examining his face.

James and Peter were laughing, while I had a smug look on my face.

"Why would you do that?" James asked, innocently.

"Because if I loose another round I won't have any eyebrows left." Sirius snapped back.

This time I joined in laughing.

"How did you learn to play so well?" Sirius asked.

"It's called 'practice.' Learn it and I'll play you again."

"I know what practice it! I just . . . haven't done it."

"Suuuure you do." Peter said.

Sirius mock-glared at Peter while James and I roared with laughter.

We all jumped as the conductor's voice was heard throughout the train.

"Please get into your school robes and head to the front of the train." the voice echoed.

We all scrambled into our robes and headed out to the front of the train.

All the first years walked off the train, huddled together.

I shivered in the cold night air.

Then a lamp came bobbing over the heads of the students, and heard a voice:

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!"

A giant's big hairy face smiled over the sea of heads.

"C'mon, follow me - any more firs' years? Mind yer step, now! Firs' years follow me!"

Slipping and stumbling, we followed the giant down what seemed to be a steep, narrow path.

It was so dark on either side of them that I thought there must be thick trees there.

Nobody spoke much.

"Yeh'll get yer firs' sight o' Hogwarts in a sec," Hagrid called over his shoulder, "jus' round this bend here."

There was a loud "Oooooh!"

The narrow path had opened suddenly onto the edge of a great black lake.

Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers.

"No more'n four to a boat!" Hagrid called, pointing to a fleet of little boats sitting in the water by the shore.

James, Sirius, Peter, and I headed into a boat near the front.

"Everyone in?" shouted Hagrid, who had a boat to himself. "Right then - FORWARD!"

And the fleet of little boats moved off all at once, gliding across the lake, which was as smooth as glass.

Everyone was silent, staring up at the great castle overhead.

It towered over us as we sailed nearer and nearer to the cliff on which it stood.

"Woah." I breathed.

"Awesome." Sirius said.

"I can't see." Peter said, standing up.

"Heads down!" yelled the giant, as the first boats reached the cliff; we all bent our heads as the little boats carried them through a curtain of ivy that hid a wide opening in the cliff face.

But Peter was too late, and got hit full on the face.

He fell into the water.

"Help! I can't swim!" Peter said, swallowing a mouthful of water in the process.

"Don't worry Peter! Fat floats!" Sirius called.

"Hey!"

"I got him!" James shouted, who had taken off his shirt.

He dived into the water after Peter.

After a few seconds, he surfaced with Peter, gasping for breath.

Sirius and I pulled them back on the boat.

"Are you alright?" I asked, worried for my new friends.

"F-f-fine. J-j-just fine." Peter shivered.

James put his shirt back on, while the boats continued to shore.

We were carried along a dark tunnel, which seemed to be taking us right underneath the castle, until we reached a kind of underground harbor, where we clambered out onto rocks and pebbles.

"Are you alrigh'" the giant said, towering over them.

"W-w-were f-f-fine," shivered Peter. "J-j-just f-f-fell off the b-b-boat."

"I ge' Professor McGonagall to dry ya off. Name's Hagrid, by the way." Hagrid said.

Then we clambered up a passageway in the rock after Hagrid's lamp, coming out at last onto smooth, damp grass right in the shadow of the castle.

We walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge, oak front door.

"Everyone here?"

Hagrid raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle door.


I don't really care for Peter, but before James and Lily got married, and Peter joined Voldemort and the Death Eaters, Peter was really sweet and innocent.

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