Remus p.o.v.

Remus Lupin was pushing his trolley through Kings Cross Station slightly behind his parents. He could hear them whispering and he knew they were talking about him. 

"Ow!" he hissed. 

 His ankle was still healing from the full moon that was a week ago. 

"Come on, Remus," his dad called as they approached the barrier. 

Remus was eleven years old and starting his first year at Hogwarts. He was very excited and also quite concerned. Would it be safe? Of course it would be, Professor Dumbledore had made sure of that. He had taken care of everything, but Remus still had to be extremely careful. Remus lined up with the barrier and looked up to see the signs for platforms nine and ten on either side. 

"Dad," Remus whispered, "are you sure we won't crash?" 

"Of course not son," his dad said, putting his arms on either side of his son and placing his hands on the trolley. 

They waited for the crowd to lessen and then they ran straight at the barrier. Remus braced himself for the crash, but it did not come. Instead they went right through it and emerged on a platform facing a scarlet steam engine. 

"Ok Remus remember to behave yourself and be very careful," his mom said grinning at him. 

His parents had given up on him ever going to Hogwarts a long time ago. How could he? Remus had been unfortunate enough too be bitten by a werewolf at a young age. However, Professor Dumbledore had thought that it shouldn't matter and that Remus should be able to attend Hogwarts despite his condition. This meant so much to Remus and his parents. It also meant that Remus had to be on guard. He couldn't slip up. 

"Ok Remus," said his dad, "it's time to get on the train." 

His dad helped him put his trunk in the luggage rack in a compartment at the back of the train. Remus hopped off the train and said goodbye too his parents.

 "Bye, sweetie, make sure you write us at least once a week," his mom said hugging him.

"Ok, Mum, I will,"he said.

"Bye son, remember, we are so very proud of you, be careful," said his dad.

Remus nodded. He knew his parents were proud of him, how could he forget that. He was going to make sure that he did nothing that would change that. He gave his mom and dad one more hug and got on the train. He watched he parents walk back through the barrier and leaned back in his seat. He had plenty of time because he had gotten there so early. He pulled out a book and started to read it. 

This was going to be a interesting year. Maybe he would make some friends. No, don't get your hopes up, he told himself. He remembered the last "friends" he had. They found out about his condition and deserted him, but not without being told things that no nine year old boy should have to hear.