Looking For a Friend✨ wolfstar slowburn

Chapter 1: Ground Control to Major Tom

Summary:

This chapter is about Remus, events before Hogwarts.

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8th March 1971

Fresh air burst into a small, bright room just as a boy opened a window. He leaned out, looking around and breathing in and out as deeply as his lungs would allow it. He shivered a little as his skin met coldness of the fresh, spring-like air and rubbed his arms where he could already feel goosebumps. He closed his green eyes, letting peace fill up his mind after another terrible night filled with the same nightmare that has haunted him for years.

Even though the boy and his family lived in the city, their house was surrounded by plenty of enormous trees that have already started to grow small, green leaves. It was quite peaceful neighbourhood, and it was full of kids around his age. Remus' attention has been drawn by a sight that was perfectly familiar to him. He flinched and frowned, looking at the bunch of kids heading towards a primary school a few streets down the road. He's been getting up at the exact same hour every single day for years since he found out about the destination of those kids. He exactly knew who they were. Most of them lived in his neighbourhood but he's never got a chance to meet them so far. His parents would never allow it after what's happened.

His glance followed the kids who were laughing and playing tag, you're it on their way to school. He tightened the fists slightly, focusing eyes on one of the boys. He knew him perfectly well – it was Jerry. When they first met, Remus was new in the neighbourhood and he craved making new friends after a relocation. They both were five then and became friends after a while. Not so long after Remus' mother told him that he should stay away from other kids and not talk to them. Remus never got a chance to explain himself to Jerry as he was obliged to avoid him. It made Jerry extremely angry at Remus and since then he would bully him whenever he got a chance.

A skinny boy narrowed his eyebrows and crinkled his eyes, following every move of Jerry. He felt anger growing inside his chest and suddenly Jerry tripped over his own feet while chasing after one of the kids. Remus ducked, hiding under the window, and smirked with satisfaction. He ran his fingers through blonde, curly hair and breathed out. Remus was not an ordinary child – he could do certain things. Him and his parents discovered it a few years ago when Remus got extremely mad at his father and made a casserole blow up straight in his face. Certainly, Remus was a wizard. Once they all found out about it, his father – Lyall – told him that he was a wizard as well. He explained everything to Remus and the boy couldn't be happier about it. Once he heard there was a school for young witches and wizards, he was more than overjoyed. But then, the light of happiness has been outshone by one thing.

When Remus was about five years old, he had an unusual accident. He was attacked by a creature that keeps haunting him in his dreams. His life has completely changed since then, and he hated himself for it. He hated looking at his own reflection in the mirror and touching the scars of the bite on his ribs. He hated being locked in the shed that Lyall has built for him, all alone, far away in the woods. He hated the fact that he couldn't be an ordinary kid, just like Jerry and the rest of the kids from his neighbourhood. He hated himself and he hated his life.

None of them knew anything about werewolves and the way of treating them. Even though Lyall was a wizard and he worked in something called Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, he didn't know much about werewolves either. Before his son was attacked, he had believed that every single werewolf did not deserve to live. He's been looking for a revenge every time he got any assignment at work. The only thing that Lyall could think about was getting Fenrir Greyback in his bare hands and finding the cruellest way of murdering him. Fenrir was the one who attacked his boy and Lyall couldn't stop blaming himself for it. It was Greyback's revenge on Lupin for uncloaking the truth about him and his evil vices.