Bejeweled (Marauders Era OC)

Yes, I got your letter

[AN: This is a shorter chapter chronicling some of the letters exchanged between Lila and Remus during Remus' first year. I won't be writing ALL of them, just ones that are important to the plot or characters, so there will be some gaps. It's not that they just weren't writing to each other in those weeks/months, it's just that they weren't very important. The next update will go back to the actual story. :) (ps Lila's are in italics and Remus' are in normal text)]

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3 September 1971

Dear Remmy,

I know you will not write first, so I've decided to take initiative for you! I want to know everything, what's it like? Do you have any friends? Which house are you in? I heard that the staircases move, is that true? Sounds exciting!!!

I can't say anything that exciting has happened here. Mum and Papa did get into a HUGE fight after you left though. Papa left and hasn't been back since. That's no big loss, I guess. Mum has been a lot happier since he left. She did start trying to cook though which is a bit worrying.

Anyways, I look forward to hearing ALL about your school adventures.

Love,

your poor, bored little sister :(

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8 September 1971

Dear my poor, bored little sister,

Mother was cooking??? OUR mother? It must have been a bad fight, what was it about? How have your dance lessons been going? Have you worked on your spinning...or whatever your instructor said was wrong last time.

It's been pretty crazy over here. I'm in Gryffindor. I am also happy to report that the staircases do move. (I think that is a weird thing to look forward to, but you are pretty weird, so I guess it fits).

I don't want friends, and I wish that message would be passed onto my roommates. They're driving me insane! They won't leave me alone, and they're always trying to get me to "hang out with them", whatever that means.

Two of them (James and Peter) have stopped trying to drag me out after dark at least. Peter seems less energetic than the other two. James started giving me space when I made it clear I wasn't interested, but he keeps trying to start up conversations with me and "subtlety" make me feel included. The last one, Sirius, WILL NOT take a hint. The first few days, I thought he might be okay. He didn't talk much and mostly kept to himself. But a few days in it was like a switch flipped, and he's now somehow become the most infuriating person I know.

You should have seen the looks on their faces when your letter came, they seem to think I'm too quiet to know anyone at all. Anyhow, I've gotta get going, it's already pretty late and Sirius keeps trying to look over my shoulder as I'm writing.

From,

Remus (p.s please never call me "Remmy" again)

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13 September 1971

Hi Remmy!!!

Guess what??? There's a big dance competition in Cardiff coming up! I've been trying to convince mum to let me go since I found out. Oh that reminds me, Papa came back last night, and Mama was NOT happy. They fought again and he took a bag, packed up a ton of stuff, and left. I don't know when he'll be back, or even if he'll be back at all.

As for your whole roommate situation, I think you should talk to them! I get why you're scared. I know you like to keep to yourself because of your condition, but It's not like you have to say, "Hi, I'm Remus Lupin, I turn into an oversized puppy every month. Wanna be friends?" And mr "hang out, whatever that means", you're so funny! Your roommates seem nice. You need to stop worrying so much, it'll give you wrinkles!