The Sun and Her Moon- Remus Lupin

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Elowen Grey was a muggleborn witch. Elowen Grey was of Irish descent. Elowen Grey attended IIvermorny. Elowen Grey was a Pukwudgie— the american equivalent of Hufflepuff. Elowen Grey was born in Greenville Mississippi.

Dumbledore was awfully thorough with his notes. He even somehow had conjured pictures of Elowen Grey on her travels around the world. There was a picture of Elowen standing in front of the pyramids, a picture of Elowen helping children read in China.

The morning of September 1st Aveline— or Elowen for that matter — had apparated herself platform 9 3/4.

Truthfully, she was a bit worried with her aparation— certain that she was out of practice and that she would splinch herself into two. Luckily though, her feet hit the ground and she landed with only a mild upset stomach.

She was still getting used to this whole being alive thing.

Dumbledore had managed to secure Aveline an entire wardrobe in the tiny suitcase he had left her. It was clear he hadn't missed a detail, as the clothes themselves took the character of Elowen Grey— a young woman who loved astronomy and reading.

Today she had picked out a deep blue skirt that fell just above her ankles, revealing a pair of healed black boots, and a turtle neck black shirt. Her long brown hair fell in its silky straight pattern behind her, her ears adorning a moon and star themed pair of silver earrings.

Deep breathes, she told herself as she walked towards the train, she could do this.

There were all sorts of faces running around the platform. Many of whom she recognized from her many many hours spent on the halls, floating after Harry or Remus after he started teaching.

There was a couple times she almost forgot people could actually see her, and when she nearly ran into a family she sheepishly blushed and put her head down.

She just wanted to get on the train and get to Hogwarts without any issues.

Eventually she found her way onto the train and into an empty compartment. She let out a sign of relief, drawing the blinds and locking the door immediately.

Could she really do this ?

She was beginning to think she was in way over her head.

Sure at one point Aveline had been a highly skilled and trained auror— but that had been years ago.

She was out of practice — at magic and being alive.
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"First years over 'ere!"

The platform was bustling as students began to crowd of the train and towards the carriages or boats that take them to Hogwarts for the first time that year.

Aveline's plan of act was keeping her head down and avoiding interaction as much as she possibly could.

Luck didn't seem to be in her favour though, for she was lined up to enter a carriage — ideally alone or with a random group of students— she felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Excuse me miss."

Aveline froze.