First year

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Disclaimer: I am not jk Rowling I do not own any of these characters and if I make an OC I will put a notice up.

Remus
As the eleven year old boy stepped into Kings cross station, mother and father in tow, he could already feel and smell the magic radiating from platform 9 3/4.
Remus John Lupin was the only son of Lyall and Hope Lupin. His father was a pure-blood wizard who worked in the department for the regulation and control of magical creatures. His mother was a muggle who once worked in an insurance office but left to move away from Cardiff with Lyall.
It had been apparent from a young age that Remus would follow in his fathers foot steps and become a wizard.
"There it is son." His father said pointing at a wall between platform nine and platform ten.
"So I just run right into it?" He asked. He was nervous, he knew he was different from everyone else in his year and was scared that due to that fact that he wouldn't make it hold any friendships. Lyall nodded at his son and held onto his arm as they both ran at the wall.
Remus winced awaiting impact but it never came. He opened his eyes to see himself on platform 9 3/4. The atmosphere here was much more mystic and it was packed with families. There was an excited buzz all around him.
Remus' heightened senses started to overwhelm him. Everything was loud and there were so many scents that he couldn't even manage to make any singular one out.
He suddenly felt his mother's hand on his shoulder as she arrived on the platform. His breathing was still quickened so he looked to his father for help to calm him.
His father however was shaking hands with a man that looked to be the same age as him. They were greeting each other as is they were old friends. The man had unkempt jet black hair and round glasses. He looked very formal and prestigious.
"This is my son, Remus"  his dad told the man while putting his arm around him. Remus pushed his hand out towards the man, attempting to be polite in fear that this man could be one of his professors.
"Fleamont potter" the man said as he shook Remus' hand. "I work with your father occasionally" Remus felt himself relax with that statement. "This is my son James, say hello" he added while nudging the smaller boy next to him. James nodded at Remus and continued looking around the platform almost frantically.
The whistle on the Hogwarts express Rang signaling they need to board to train now.
After final goodbyes James and Remus walked towards the train. Remus pulled his trunk onto the train and into the nearest compartment and turned back to see James struggling with his.
"Can I help?" He offered. James smiled and nodded. Remus reached down and pulled the trunk up with ease. James was still looking around in every which direction.
"Are you looking for someone?"
"A friend, he's supposed to be here." James rambled until his eyes hit the boy he was looking for and he started waving to get his attention. "There he is!" He said excitedly looking at Remus for a split second.
Peter was small with mousy brown hair. He seemed really skittish and jumpy. He introduced himself to Remus and Remus returned the gesture.
James and Peter spoke together as Remus was happy to just nod along.
After ten minutes the compartment door opened and another first year stepped forward looking at James and Peter. His hair was blacker than any hair Remus had ever seen and was about shoulder length and he had a pale complexion.
"Can I sit in here to avoid my cousins?" He asked aiming the question at James. Pure confidence radiating off this boy. James just nodded and held his hand out to him.
"I'm Sirius Orion Black the third. From the noble and most ancient house of black" he introduced himself his voice slowly getting more a mocking tone towards the end. Smirking the entire time.
"James Potter, I don't do all that big introductions stuff. Bores the hell out of me" he said in response while Peter was still looking at Sirius with wide eyes.
"Potter? Oh my family would hate for me to befriend you."
"So...?" James asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"So let's be best friend" Sirius laughs as James agrees.
He introduces himself to Peter and shakes his hand too. He turns to the left to sit down on the bench opposite them and looks as if he'd jumped out of his skin.
"Merlin! I didn't see you there. I'm very sorry. Woah wait what's happened to your face?" He struggled out in one breath while still trying to calm himself from the freight.
Remus thought back to the conversation he had previously had with his father.
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"Now don't you tell anyone, I mean anyone about your condition" he had warned.
"You tell them you come home once a month to see your doctor to help with why you are ill" he added.
"I do not give a chocolate frog how much you trust them. You never tell and always deny".
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"Hello, Remus Are you okay?" James was saying waving in-front of his face. He had zoned out staring directly at Sirius.
"I do apologize. I'm not very with it today, you know nerves and all? What did you ask again?" And then internally kicked himself for not changing the subject.
"I asked how did you get those scars on your face? What happened to you?" Sirius added his tone having abit of urgency with it.
"Oh umm, I had an accident when I was younger, it left me quite cut up." He Lied hoping they couldn't sense it.
"I'll say. I don't need to introduce myself again do I? You heard it at least one of the first two times right?" Sirius whined on.
"Yes, yea I heard don't worry, I'm Remus lupin by the way." He forced the sentence out trying to sort himself out.
"Like with the wolves?" Sirius replied and Remus' heart rate raced and he felt himself panicking and coming out in a nervous sweat.
"W-w-what?" He stuttered out. Staring at Sirius wide eyed.
"Like in muggle mythology. Romulus and Remus the two twins who were raised by wolves?" Sirius said and then quickly added "I have a cousin who was disowned for dating and marrying a muggle so I know a fair bit from her. When she can contact me that is."
Remus felt himself relax immediately and breathed out a breath he didn't even know he was holding in.
"Yes like the twins who were raised by wolves".

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