Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They are J. 's creation. I just corrupt them to my fancy.

Rating: M just to be safe and it will go in the M area later on

Summery: A story about Remus' days at Hogwarts starting at day one. It will mostly be about him and Sirius. It will be Slashed in later years. Will contain Slash if you do not like slash do not read.

A/N: This is a work in progress. I started this some time ago and have roughly 10 chapters already and not even close to finished it will be long. Also the orginal of this story contains pictures which I can not post, example the letter at the end was shown as an actual letter.

Phases 1.2

Remus watched as Sirius talked avidly about the Kenmare Kestrels, his favorite quidditch team. He was going into a detailed description of the hawks head attacking formation when Remus noticed a fellow student approach. The boy was almost the same height as Sirius had black greasy hair, a long hooked nose and eyes whose color could only be described as black. He stopped in front of Sirius.

"Hello, I'm Severus Snape. I have been waiting to meet the newest Black to enter Slytherin."

At the mention of Sirius' last name several heads turned to catch a glimpse of the Black among them. Remus started to chew on his lip. Was he supposed to know Sirius' family? How would he explain not knowing who he was? His worry was quickly threatening to take over and turn into panic. Remus took a deep breath and quickly came up with a cover story.

He would say that his family spent a lot of time in another country. Yes that's it another country and didn't get to keep up on the socialites of Britain. Now what country would it be? France, no that was too close. Ah he had it he would say his father was studying the creatures of the Black Forest in Germany. Yes perfect!

"I would rather kiss a basilisk than step one foot in Slytherin. Just because my name is Black don't presume to know me." Remus was startled to see the resolve in Sirius'. His eyes were like storm clouds ready to release their destruction.

"Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it." Snape hissed. He looked at James, Peter and Remus. "If you hang out with the likes of these you are going to tarnish your family's reputation."

"I do not care about what you or anyone else thinks about who I choose to be my mates. If people are going to judge me by my name they can sod off. I suggest that you sod off as well you greasy git."

Remus stood wide eyed watching the two boys. The animosity emanating off these two boys was flooding his senses. This was no the time to correct Sirius' grammar. He gripped his wand and was at the ready to back up his friend.

Remus was relieved when a stern looking witch approached. She glanced over at them and cleared her throat.

"Hello, I am Professor McGonagall. I teach transfiguration and am Gryffindor's head of house. In just a few moments I will escort you into the great hall. There you will be sorted into one of the four houses, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. These houses will be your home at Hogwarts. I expect you all to act accordingly. You can earn points for your house and you can also lose them as well. Alright its time, remember to be on your best behavior. After the sorting we will start the feast as I am sure you are hungry from your long journey."

Remus entered the great hall and was in awe of his surroundings. Four long tables were set up parallel to each other and one table was set up overlooking the hall, Professors were seated there. He saw large banners hanging on the walls representing the four houses. A red and gold one with a large lion had to be for Gryffindor. The badger in yellow and black was for the Hufflepuffs. Ravenclaw had an eagle adorned in blue and bronze, and lastly the green and silver serpent for Slytherin.

Remus looked and saw candles floating in the air illuminating the hall and its enchanted ceiling. Remus gasped when he saw the moon. He reprimanded himself he knew it was only an enchantment and it would not effect him. He needed to control himself or else someone would get suspicious. Remus rolled his eyes; he couldn't jump every time he saw the moon.

He turned his attention to the raggedy old hat Professor McGonagall was holding. As he was pondering the significance of the hat its brim opened up and started singing!

"You may think I'm old and worn

But to sort you I am sworn

In your head there reside

The thoughts that will help me decide

I do not judge on what I see

From any stigmas you are free

You might belong in Gryffindor

Where courage does soar

You may be a Hufflepuff at heart

Their loyalty sets them apart

If you have a ready mind

Then Ravenclaw is for your kind

And if you're cunning

To Slytherin you'll go running

So let's get the show on the road

Put me on and with your house you'll be bestowed"

A singing hat how odd Remus thought. When it had finished his song McGonagall called out a students name to come forward and place the hat on their head. Remus was nervous; he didn't fancy the thought of having the whole school stare at him while he was wearing an old raggedy hat. He was chewing on his lip contemplating the horrors that would ensue when he heard Sirius' name being called.

The Slytherin table fell silent as they heard the name Black being called.

Sirius strutted to the stool and coolly placed the hat upon his head.

Slytherin would welcome a Black.

I am not a Black! Sirius thought, his anger starting to resurface.

Hmm you have the cunning that Slytherin would love.

I will not set foot in Slytherin! Sirius was clenching his fists. He was trying very hard not to take the hat off and hex it into oblivion. How dare it even think of placing him in Slytherin! The day he's a Slytherin is the day that nifflers fly! Slytherin, he would walk right out of Hogwarts and never look back.

A Black that doesn't want to be placed in Slytherin, this is new. You have a strong will and are determined to prove yourself. I see where to place you and it shall be...

"Gryffindor!" The hat shouted. Sirius sighed in relief as he took the hat off. He walked over to the Gryffindor table with confidence. He vaguely noted the mummers that started around him.

Remus watched all this with an enormous curiosity. He had to figure out what the deal was with the Black family. He would go to the library first chance he had. Remus stopped his train of thought. No, he would not do this, everyone has a secret and he of all people needed to respect that.

Remus fidgeted as he watched other students being sorted. He just wanted to get this over with. He was growing increasingly tired and was rather famished. Finally his moment of dread arrived, he heard his name called.

As he walked towards the hat, he hoped no one was thinking to hard about his name. He sat down on the stool and placed the hat on his head, all the while chewing nervously on his poor lip.

Ah I was waiting for this moment.

Oh Merlin thought Remus. The hat talks and knows who I am.

Of course I know you. It is not often I get to sort a werewolf.

Remus quickly looked around the great hall hoping no one heard the hat's declaration.

No need to worry, no one can hear me except you. Where am I going to place you? Slytherin, no you may be a werewolf but you are no Slytherin. Ravenclaw would be perfect for you. You are more than likely the smartest student of your year. But I see something stronger in you. You have courage beyond your years. Everyday you have to face adversity and you do so without hesitation. Yes this out weighs the rest, you will be in…

"Gryffindor!"

Remus hopped off the stool and headed towards the Gryffindor table. He delighted when Sirius motioned for him to take the seat next to him. Sirius was grinning from ear to ear; Remus wondered what the hat had said to him.

The sorting finished and in the end James and Peter were also in Gryffindor. Remus was glad that his new friends were in the same house he would have hated to be separated from them. The head master stood up to address the students.

"Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I know you must all be hungry and eager for the feast. I would like to clear away some announcements first. Biting Frisbees have been added to the list of banned items. Anyone wanting to see the entire list should seek out caretaker Argus Filch. The forbidden forest is off limits to all students. Also Hogwarts has acquired a rare Whomping Willow tree. It is highly dangerous and should be avoided at all costs. I hope you all find your time here rewarding and enlightening. That said let's tuck in."

Remus let out a small gasp when he saw that the table in front of him was filled with every food imaginable. He didn't know where to start! He was famished. Peter already had his plate filled and was unceremoniously shoving food in his mouth. Sirius and James were debating if they should have the steak and kidney pie. Remus was eager to start and made to grab his fork when he suddenly with drew his hand. His heart started to race the silverware seemed to be just that silver. How was he going to eat? The silver would burn his flesh and then everyone would he was a werewolf.

He would be sent home quicker than you could say quidditch. He could try and cover his hands with his robes; that might prevent contact with the silver. No that would look too strange. He cast a worried look towards the head table. He saw Dumbledore looking his way and could have sworn he winked. How odd. Dumbledore would go through all the trouble of allowing him to become a student just to out him the first night with shoddy utensils.

"What's the matter Remus? Aren't you hungry?" James asked the question but all three were now staring at him.

"I was just having a hard time deciding what I was going to try." Remus answered with a chuckle trying to hide the distress he was feeling.

"Hmm lamb chops; yes that's what you need." Sirius laughed and placed two chops on Remus' plate.

"Thank you." Remus started to laugh; he thought it was the perfect choice the wolf eating the lamb. He couldn't just wish the food in to his mouth so he reached for his fork and was relieved to find out that it wasn't made of silver.

When the feast was over Remus was uncertain as to how he was going to make it to the dormitory. He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten this much. He friends seemed to be in the same state. They followed the Gryffindor prefects and made their way out of the great hall. Remus was busy taking in the castle. He said hello to all the portraits that were awake. He was mesmerized by everything around him that he did not see the trick step. He easily could have let himself get stuck, much like Peter had. But his instinct took over and with a twist and a graceful jump he was on safe footing.

"You need to try out for quidditch mate." Sirius and James said in unison. They stood their staring at their very agile friend.

"Thanks, maybe I will." He knew he wouldn't but he decided that explanations could wait. For now he wanted to pretend that he would try out, that he was like any other 'normal' kid. They reached the portrait guarding the entrance of the Gryffindor common room. The Lady in the portrait wore a pink dress, probably made out of silk Remus thought. He thought she was rather becoming and he smiled at her as he passed through.

The common room looked amazing. It had a big fireplace and several comfy chairs and sofas scattered about. There were tables as well, which Remus thought were perfect for doing homework. There was a lovely picture window at the other end of the room. It had a wonderful view of the grounds and the Whomping Willow. Remus felt his heart sink; he had been temporarily lost in his own delusion of normalcy. With a sigh he headed up the stairs to the boy's dorm.

The dorm was nice and roomy. Five beds occupied the space. There was a large picture window in here as well with the same blasted view. Remus noticed another door which more than likely lead to the bathroom. He found his trunk and sat down on his bed. His bed faced the door leading to the stairway; Sirius was to his right next to the window and bathroom. To the right of the bathroom was James' bed and to the right of the stairway was Peter. Between Peter and Remus was an empty bed.

Sirius opened his trunk and rifled through it until he found his pajama bottoms and his toiletry kit. He shuffled in to the bathroom and was soon followed by James and Peter.

Remus opened his trunk and got what he needed to get ready for bed.

Oh God, oh God, oh God how am I going to get through this? He couldn't let the others see him change. Too many questions would be asked that could not be answered. His affliction, he called it an affliction in the hopes that some day there would be a cure, calling it a curse meant he was doomed for the rest of his life. His affliction resulted in his body being covered in scars. During the 'change' the wolf resented the human scent that tainted it and lashed out.

He had many scars on his legs and arms and chest, luckily all could be covered with clothing. Sure he could make himself out to be the clumsiest, most accident prone person Hogwarts had ever seen. That would explain the self inflicted wounds but it would not explain the scar above his right hip. It was the site of the bite. It left a gnarly shaped scar on his side. It was a silvery hue, which also made it hard to write off as incurred from a fall. He needed to hide it from his friends if they saw it, if they found out they would run away screaming.

He gathered his things and entered the bathroom. He would have to wait till they were all finished and gone. He went to the sink and proceeded to brush his teeth. He took his time but he could only bush his teeth so much. So he turned his attention to trimming his nails. His nails tended to grow quickly another reminder of the wolf hiding within him. He finished the right hand and admired his handiwork; he really did have a talent. By the time he finished the left hand his friends had already left.

He quickly disrobed and entered the shower. The hot water washed over him, and he basked in its soothing touch. As the loofa touched the damned scar Remus felt the wolf stir. It was his connection to the beast within. He couldn't stop the tears. He was a beast. He was a dark creature that lusted after human flesh every full moon. Why did he have to be different? What had he done to deserve this bane? How on earth was he going to hide what he truly was? He finished and turned off the tap. He dried off and dressed as fast as he could and walked to his bed.

He climbed into bed and closed the bed hangings. As he lie in bed and closed his eyes he felt his senses flooded with air around him. With his heightened senses he could easily hear the breathing of his dorm mates. Peter was snoring and smelled oddly of chocolate. James' breaths were deep and even and he smelled of soap. He turned his senses towards Sirius. Sirius was restless in his slumber and smelled of soap and spice. Remus drifted off to sleep with thoughts of the coming day filling his mind.

Remus felt himself being jostled awake. He slowly opened one eye and saw Sirius' face come into view.

"Wake up sleepy head time to get up. Classes start today." Remus let out something that resembled a growl and Sirius just grinned. "Don't make me resort to pouring a bucket of water on your head."

Reluctantly Remus got up and dressed behind his closed bed curtains. With a yawn he walked into the common room and to the portrait hole.

"Good morning dear Lady."

"Good morning, such a charming young lad." She smiled as he walked through.

Remus ignored his friends' chuckles and walked to the great hall. He was rather hungry and was eager to see what classes they would be having today.

He sat down and Sirius sat next to him, while the other two sat across from them. Remus filled his plate with sausages, kippers, eggs, bacon, toast and a glass of orange juice.

"What?" He asked swallowing a piece of bacon and noting the amused looks on his friends' faces.

"I don't think you have enough food on your plate." Sirius laughed as he placed a helping of porridge on Remus' plate.

"Very funny –." He was cut off by the sound of incoming owls.

The owls filled the great hall and took there burdens to the intended recipients. Letters dropped in front of the four boys, but all were staring at the red envelope that fell in front of Sirius. Sirius sighed as if he knew he would be getting a howler. What had he done to deserve that wondered Remus? He was about to find out as the envelope opened and the letter fluttered into the air, hovering in front of Sirius. Sirius' look never wavered. He looked calm, which Remus thought was odd considering the impending doom. All heads turned towards the raven haired boy, as the letter started to yell in a horrid shrieking voice.

"YOU WERE SORTED INTO GRYFFINDOR! A BLACK IN GRYFFINDOR – DO YOU KNOW THE SHAME YOU HAVE BROUGHT UPON THIS FAMILY? WHAT WILL OUR FRIENDS THINK WHEN THEY FIND OUT THAT YOU ARE NOT IN SLYTHERIN! HOW MANY TIMES ARE YOU GOING TO DISGRACE THIS FAMILY? I WISH YOU HAD NEVER BEEN BORN!"

And with those last stinging words the letter went up in flames. Remus looked over at his friend and was surprised that his expression had not changed. Sirius proceeded to eat his toast as if the howler never happened. Remus in turn felt all the emotions he thought Sirius should be feeling. How could his family be so cruel to him and say such hurtful things?

Remus turned his attention to his own letter.

Dearest Remy,

How are you? I hope the train ride did no take too much

out of you. Hogwarts is so drafty and cold. Are you warm enough?

Do I need to owl you an extra jumper? Bundle up I don't want

you catching cold. Remember to study hard and make us proud.

No flying! If you fell and got hurt who would take care of you?

Oh maybe this wasn't a good idea, maybe you should come home.

Dumbledore did give his assurances but if at anytime you need

me don't hesitate to owl. Oh I know you'll be careful but I worry

about my little Remy I hope to hear from you soon. I hope you are

eating well.

With Lots of Love,

Mum

He glanced up from his letter and noticed that Sirius had been reading over his shoulder. The look in Sirius' grey eyes made Remus' heart break, they were filled with pain.

TBC...