Vixen || Remus Lupin x OC

PROLOGUE II

September 1st 1971,

First year at Hogwarts.

A little under a year had passed since that night at the Potters.

Mavis, James and Peter had all gotten their Hogwarts letters and were thrilled to know they'd be attending the school together. The three children had kept in touch since they had first met, they had sent so many letters within the first 3 months of having each others addresses, Mr and Mrs Pettigrew had bought them their own owl as Xerox needed their family owl, Blythe, for work. Obviously, Peter and Mavis argued over the name, with Peter wanting to name it Hoot and Mavis wanting to name it Newt. In the end, their parents decided to make them write down every name they wanted the owl to be called, put each name into a hat and pulled one out. Much to Mavis' sadness, one of Peter's names was pulled out and the owl was named Dog. A week later they had found out James' parents had done the exact same thing as Fleamont had missed 2 very important letters. James' owl was named Sonnet. A week before Mavis and Peter turned 11 they had received their Hogwarts letters, James had gotten his in the March and the twins were very excited to tell James they had gotten theirs too.

On September 1st, 4am sharp, the Pettigrew Cottage was sound asleep, the sun had just risen giving the cottage a warm, honey glow, the birds flew from tree to tree and the Pettigrew lake was so still the water appeared like glass. Or that was until a red headed girl jumped in and began splashing around in it with a bucket. Along side the girl followed a small fox, who sat at the edge of the lake watching her.

"Pippy, you can't sit there and not attempt to help!" Mavis said before dipping her head into the lake water.

A month before when Mavis was exploring the woods, as usual, expecting to stumble across a magical creature she stumbled on an alone baby fox, it's family no where to be seen. It was hungry, hurt and crying so Mavis took it home.

    "We will keep it until it gets better then it is out of this house, do you understand, Mavis?" Mrs Pettigrew had told her a month ago. Mavis did not understand, and had snuck the fox back in to her room every time her mother had placed it outside. A month later and the fox had become part of the Pettigrews, sleeping in Mavis' bed (much to her parents dislike), eating next to Mavis' foot at the dining table, and going everywhere with her. Mavis had settled on the name Pippin for him, Pippy for short.

    Mavis leaped out of the water holding something in her hand making Pippin stand up.

    "I caught something!" She opened her palm, "Oh... Just a frog." She placed him on a stone nearby and began searching again.

    Mavis searched the lake and the woods near her house until the sun had properly risen. Her mother was in the kitchen making breakfast thinking both of her children were sound asleep. Before the 10 year old returned back to the house, she did one last search of the lake making sure no stone had been left unturned. When she opened the back door and stepped inside the kitchen, Ethel dropped her cup full of tea at the sight of her daughter.

    "Hi, Mum! What's for breakfast?" Mavis asked calmly sitting at the table next to her dad who dropped the newspaper at the sight of her.

    "Mavis! Get back in this kitchen, RIGHT NOW!"

    Uh oh... Mavis thought to herself as her and her dad shared a knowing look. "Yes... Mum? Did you need my help with the eggs..?"