A/N: I know this has been done before but I want to try it out for myself. It looks really fun to write.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

The Marauders Year 1

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Outside on a bench, a young boy that looked about eleven stared up at the night sky, more precisely, the moon in late July. It was the night before the full moon.

There were quite a few things that made this boy different from most people.

For one, he was a wizard. Not a pure-blood since his mother, Lena Lupin, was a muggle. He was a half-blood. His father was a wizard.

The young boy was pale and moved a hand to his right arm where there was a big scar. His body was covered in scars, but this specific scar was what caused the boy's life to turn into hell one night every month for the past six years. This scar was what made the boy really different from most people.

Six years ago the boy's father, Auva Lupin, had a disagreement with a werewolf, Fenrir Greyback. Auva was working hard to get Fenrir sent to Azkaban because of Fenrir going around and biting kids when their parents offended him. In response to Auva trying to get him sent to Azkaban, Fenrir bit Auva's son, Remus.

After he was bit, Remus felt his life turn into hell. Every full moon he had to go through the painful transformation into a werewolf. His parents locked him in their basement and chain him to floor so he wouldn't go out and bite someone. Without anyone to attack, the wolf would bite and scratch himself so every morning after the full moon Remus was covered in wounds and weak.

During the day of the full moon and a few days before the full moon, Remus would feel irritable, angry, ill, and very weak. Normally, he was a nice, polite, and mild-manner boy but when the full moon was near he could be very scary. He was easily riled up when the full moon was near.

Remus was isolated from everyone but his parents. His parents would send him to school because it is dangerous. Even if it was a muggle school, someone could find out that he was a werewolf. Plus, Remus would have to be pulled out of school for a few days at a time each month when a full moon was near. He would be getting in trouble for missing so much school.

Remus knew. He would never be able to go to school. He couldn't go to a muggle school or a wizard school. Being a werewolf made it impossible for him to go to any school. He may be a wizard, but werewolves were shunned. If parents found out he was a werewolf and he was attending a school they would make sure he was expelled. It was too dangerous for a werewolf to go to school.

A gentle hand landed on Remus's shoulder making the boy jump surprise. He turned to see his mother's gentle facing, smiling sadly. Her light amber hair fell over her shoulders as she bent over to look at her son. Her eyes, a bright crystal blue, shine with pain and sadness. "Come on. Go to bed. You'll need all your energy for tomorrow night."

The young werewolf cub nodded his head and followed his mom inside.

Even though he was a werewolf, Lena's love for her son never lowered. She spent all her time at home taking care of him and helping him through the pain of the transformation. After the transformation, she would make sure he rested and healed from the wounds he gave himself. Werewolf wounds couldn't be healed completely with magic, but Auva healed them the best magic could. Lena would wrap his wounds up after Auva healed them somewhat.

Auva watched his son a few days after the full moon. His son was sitting in the living room staring out the window. He knew his son was lonely. He didn't have any friends. Auva knew it was dangerous for Remus to make friends, but he tried to get his son to make some friends by taking him to a park to meet kids. Remus disagreed and isolated himself from all the kids. He was scared to make contact with them.

Before he was bitten, Remus was confident and loved talking and hanging with kids. Now, Remus stayed away from kids. His excuse was why make friends when they are just going to leave when they find out he is a werewolf. All these kids were wizards/witches and would someday get to go to a wizard school. He didn't want to be near them when he was going to be left alone while they all got to go train to be wizards.

"Remus…" Auva started.

"Forget it, Dad." Remus interrupted. "I want to be left alone."

Auva watched his son sadly. He knew his son really wanted to go to a magic school. It would make him feel somewhat normal. All the schools rejected him as soon as they learned he was a werewolf.


"I'm use to being shunned. I don't care about going to school anymore, Dad. Just forget it. I know I'm never going to school." Remus said sadly. His eyes shined with pain as he looked outside. In the distance he saw an owl coming towards their house. "You have an owl coming."

Auva sighed and went to retrieve the letter from the owl. He looked at the envelope from the owl in disbelief. It had the Hogwarts stamp on it and was addressed to his son.

Lena looked up from making lunch to see her husband standing frozen in the kitchen. "Is something the matter, dear?"

"REMUS!" Auva yelled, ignoring his wife.

The young preteen walked slowly into the kitchen. "What?"

Auva smiled and handed the letter to Remus, who just stared at it.

"Are you going to open it?" Lena asked her son.

Remus frowned and put the letter on the table. "Why? Just so I can face more disappointment? I've faced enough disappointment in life. I don't need anymore." The boy grabbed the letter off the table and ripped it into pieces before throwing it in the fireplace.

Lena and Auva watched their son sadly. They both knew that he could never go to school. They really hoped that he would be able to go to a wizard school some day, but knew it wasn't a possibility.

Remus came back into the kitchen and sat at the table. "Lunch?"

"WHY DO THESE LETTERS KEEP COMING HERE?" Remus yelled angrily a few days later as he tore another Hogwarts letter up and threw it in a fire place. He clenched his fists angrily as he sat outside. Continuously getting these letters was tearing his heart up. He really wanted to go to Hogwarts, but knew he couldn't. These letters were making it hard to cope with the fact that he can't go.

"You know, Remus, you might try to read one of the letters." Auva said. "If you did, then you would know that you have to send a reply saying you can't go and the letter will stop coming."

Remus screamed in frustration. "Why didn't you tell me that sooner?"

Auva shrugged his shoulders. "I thought they just sent the letter to say you can't come to Hogwarts and that they wouldn't bother to keep sending them till they got a reply."

"I see no reason why he can't attend Hogwarts." A kind voice said.

Remus and Auva both looked towards the voice to see a man with tinkling blue eyes and a long white beard and mustache dressed in traveling robes. "Who are you?" Remus asked, while his father smiled.

"Professor Dumbledore, what are you doing here?" Auva asked surprised.

Remus looked between his father and Dumbledore confused. "Huh?"

"Remus, I am Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Dumbledore introduced himself. "I've come here to ask you to attend Hogwarts. You seem to be annoying our letters. I can't understand why. You know all about magic from you father."

The young boy frowned and looked away. "Oh."

Auva smiled sadly at his son. "Remus can't attend Hogwarts, sir. We thought you knew that."

Dumbledore smiled kindly. "I know all about young Mr. Lupin's lycanthropy. I see no reason why that should stop him from attending Hogwarts."


Dumbledore and Auva watched quietly as Remus ranted. The professor pulled his wand out after a few minutes and pointed it out Remus. "Silencio."

Remus stopped his pacing and grabbed his throat. No sound was coming out of his mouth. He looked at Dumbledore surprised.

"Mr. Lupin, you are a bright young boy. You've had it difficult since you were bitten. Just because you have an illness…." Remus glared at Dumbledore calling his lycanthropy an illness. "doesn't mean you don't deserve a chance to attend Hogwarts. I'm sure with certain precautions, everything will be fine. You will be treated like a normal kid at Hogwarts. The professors will know of your illness and will excuse you from class the day after the full moon." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Will it be safe?" Auva asked concerned.

Dumbledore nodded his head. "With the precautions I am setting up Mr. Lupin will be safe. The kids will be safe as well. No one will get hurt."

Auva stared at the sky for a few minutes. "If you can promise it will be safe for everyone then I see no reason why he can't attend Hogwarts. He's always wanted to go."

The Headmaster smiled and pulled an envelope out of his pocket. He handed it to Auva. "By September first, I will have a system set up for Mr. Lupin on the days of the full moon."

"Thank you, Professor." Auva said.

Remus crossed his arms and stomped his feet on the ground to get the two adults' attention.

"Of course. Sorry about that Mr. Lupin." Dumbledore smiled and released Remus from the silencing charm.

"It's too dangerous." Remus said immediately. "Don't get me wrong. I really want to go to Hogwarts, sir. I just think it's too dangerous. What if I bite someone? I don't want to put anyone else through the hell I have to go through every month."

"Remus, just try." Auva said gently. "Go to Hogwarts this year. And if you don't like it, I won't make you go anymore. Just attempt Hogwarts for one year."

Remus wrung his fingers together and looked at his feet. "Okay Dad. I'll try one year."

"Excellent." Dumbledore said happily. "Then I will see you on September first, Mr. Lupin."

When Dumbledore left, Remus looked at his dad and smiled.

Auva looked at his son confused. "Why are you smiling? You were just acting like you didn't want to go."

"I really do want to go, Dad. I'm just not sure if it is safe. Do you trust Professor Dumbledore with this?" Remus asked.

"Yes son. He is a great wizard. He'll make sure everyone is safe. Nobody is going to find out. Remember, you can't tell anyone you are a werewolf." Auva said.

"I know Dad. Let's go tell Mom." Remus said.

Auva grabbed his son's arm before he could run inside. "Son, will you at least try to make friends? I know you don't make friends on purpose. But you'll be at Hogwarts for seven years. It will be lonely if you just ignore everyone. Promise me you will at least attempt to make friends."

Remus bit his lip and looked at the ground. "I promise." He whispered.

A/N: I looked it up and as far as I can tell there were no Blacks Hogwarts when Sirius started because they were all much older than him. So unless Sirius is at home and his cousin come to visit, his cousin won't be in the story.