James POV.
Finally. Eleven years and this is where I am. Although I must say I could be happier if I was sitting and not standing, oh well, I'll suffice with what I have. I hear my parents talking to me but over the voices of other 'excited young witches and wizards' I drain them out... on purpose.
I scan my eyes over the crowd, looking at potential futuristic enemies...or friends, whichever works.
"James?" I hear my mum call my name and I turn around.
"Hm?"
"Are you even listening to us?"
"Too loud," I nearly shouted, pointing at my ears.
She sighed. "We were just saying that you need to write to us, every day."
"Every day?" I asked, drastically.
She ignored my question. "Along with changing your underwear."
I growl and turn away from her because of the heat rising to my cheeks. "James?"
"What is it?" I say in a robot voice and turn around.
"Listen to me. Don't forget to meet new friends and...try not to get into too many duels." I growl again. How do I forget to make friends? And duels are most likely the only fun aspect of Hogwarts. I thought.
"Mkay bye love you," I said, rushed. I turned to leave but Mum planted a wet kiss on my cheek and I didn't hesitate to wipe it off, disgusting. I heard my parents' protest but I was already flinging myself on the ruby red Hogwarts express.
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Remus POV.
My hands are shaking, I turn around and face my dad. "Read me the letter, please," I asked.
"Again?" It wasn't an unusual question, I often asked for clarification many times but the last time I asked my dad to read the letter was in the car, five minutes ago. I nodded and stared at him gratefully as he unfolded a slip of parchment and repeated what Professor Dumbledore had said.
Remus is allowed to go outside each month whenever his transition happens. If he feels ill or the need to go to the infirmary, there is nothing stopping him. He folded the letter. There was more but that was all I needed to hear.
Although I thought reading that again would comfort me by giving me information, I found myself more worried. "It'll be okay," My mum said, noticing my anxiety grow. She bent down so she was eye level with me. "just get to that school, and show those..." she hesitated. "Wizard...people" I laughed. "That you are Remus Lupin and you can do anything you set your mind to." I smiled.
"Thanks, mum," I said, and hugged her, along with my dad.
And I left them, grabbing my stuff and hopping onto the train.
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Peter POV.
"Peter, honey, are you ready?" Mums sugarcoated, chocolate frosted voice asked.
"Yup!" I squeaked. I was going to miss that voice.
"Okay, just remember, I love you, honey," She bent down and rubbed her nose on my nose.
"I love you more, you are as sweet as Honeydukes chocolate," I compared, and she laughed at me.
"If I knew what that was I bet I'd be happy, but you are as sweet, and funny, and kind, as my Peter."
I laughed. "But I am your 'Peter'"
"That is exactly the point." She patted my back hurriedly. "Now go catch that bus."
"It's a train I think," I said as I ran away.
I couldn't hear her reply.
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Sirius POV.
The wind ruffled my black hair and I squinted at the sight of that train, then I looked around at everyone, not surprised to see most of this crowd as my family.
"Goodbye, Sirius." I heard my dad say solemnly. Dang, so sad they are.
"Don't disappoint us," My mum chimed in.
"That's totally not my goal," I said sarcastically.
"Get in Slytherin or we'll disown you." My dad said again.
"Good to know, especially since I really have no choice." I waited a few minutes before getting sick of their sad voices. I needed this trip. "Well, I gotta go, so long!"
"Sirius: don't run away when your mother is talking to you!" I heard my dad scold, but I didn't care about them anymore.
With a smug smile, I jumped on the train.
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