My Life as a Marauderette ( a remus lupin/marauders era love story)

I still remember that day like it was yesterday. That day was the day I died and also the day I was reborn. You see I was killed by Tom Marvolo Riddle. Now I think you refer to him as Lord Voldemort, or, for the scaredy cats out there, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named or You-Know-Who. Serously, some people are such cowards! Well, I guess thats what you get when you're the true heir of Godric Gryffindor; you act braver than most. Sorry, I keep getting off topic. The day I was reborn (which, as I mentioned, was the day I also died) a strange man came and found me and took me away from my parents, as if it wasn't bad though I was muggle born, or that my mum died giving birth to me and my dad ran off when he found out my mum was pregnant. So the man took me away and put me under a spell so that I would stop aging at the age of 16. Also, the day I turned 16, I was put into a deep sleep because my memories had started to come back and were affecting my abilities, which was not good, so I was put into a deep sleep. The thing is that I didnt stay that way. My name is Shelby Amare and this is my story.