letters
The first quidditch match of the season happened November 28th Sunday, 1971, at two pm. Hufflepuff vs Gryffindor.
at one thirty pm, James dragged Sirius, Remus, and peter to the quidditch pitch.
at six twenty seven pm, James let Sirius lead him back to the dorms after Gryffindor lost.
“how did we loose?” James cried, he was laying on his bed eating a scone Remus had given him from dinner.
“I don’t know James,” Sirius sighed, he was sitting on James bed, holding two mugs of tea, one for himself and one for James.
“we had the best beaters other than bloody lucious malfoy, three perfect chasers and a frankly impassable keeper, where the hell did we go wrong?” James sobbed, wrapping himself tighter in his blanket.
“linsey bringer was out sick.” Sirius offered, sixth year seeker and team captain had broken her leg the day before, and insisted that her younger brother take her place instead of just delaying the match.
“yeah, but-” James sat up, taking his tea from Sirius. “I bet if I was on the team, I could have gotten the snitch, you’ve seen me in hooches class, I stood up on my broom a few lessons in to get evans wand.”
“I know, and im sure you would have won, but at the moment, we have homework.” Sirius nodded, his voice gaining a condescending tone.
“im not a child.” James huffed, crossing his arms.
“then stop acting like one,” Sirius muttered, handing James a quill and parchment, “stop whining and start writing.”
“your mean.” James muttered, though he was smiled,
“you should meet my mother.”
On the fifteenth of December, Remus disappeared, everyone in first year Gryffindor thought he had left with the rest of the floo powder-ers, but as James, peter, and Sirius boarded the train to go home for the holidays on the sixteenth, they saw Remus lupin wave them goodbye from the platform.
Once Sirius got back to black manor, his first order of business was to write two letters, one for Remus sister, explaining what was happening, and one to Remus, both to be sent to ameilia lupin via muggle mail, then sent to Remus by her.
James peter, who lived close to each other, was to sleep, and the next day, they sent letters to Remus.
When Remus sat down for breakfast two days after the other boys left, he didn’t expect mail, not yet, he knew he would get something from his big sister in a few days, for Christmas, maybe a book, or a picture of a record that she had gotten him and was saving till he could listen over the summer, and that his uncle might send some money and a card, and that his filthy rich friends would probably send something they got from a corner store, or a postcard from some exotic land, but Christmas was in a week, yet he still got post.
The potters brown owl was the first one to come, followed by a snowy white that helped itself to some of Remus pumpkin juice before flying off.
From the potters owl, two letters, one from James, one from peter,
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12/17/71
If I had known you were staying, I wouldn’t have left, nor would have pete
you disappeared and we all thought you had left by floo powder.
I’ll send you something for Christmas, and make sure pete does too,
sorry I aint with ya
James P.
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It was written on very nice cardstock, but without the charms he normally used to improve his handwriting, the writing was nearly illegible.
the next letter was on the same cardstock, with much better handwriting, although there were plenty of ink blots freckling the paper, and none of the T’s were crossed
12/17
Hey Remus, sorry we lefl with oul saying goodbye (James is sad your in lhe dorm by yourself, but I lhink you’ll like lhe quiel) I’ll be sure lo send you someling cool, or edeable,, I don’t know, bul I’ll send someling.
P. Pettegrew
(P.S. whals lhe spell lat lransforms animals lo goblels? I need il for lansfig homework.)
The snowy owl also brought two letters, both addressed from Remus sister, but one was much too nice to be from her.
________December sixteenth, 1971.________
Remus J. Lupin.
I’m so sorry for leaving with out you, I had no clue you were staying over Christmas. I would have stayed with you, Id rather be in Azkaban than with my family for the holidays truth be told.
Other than regulus.
I had to explain to him that mother forbid me from writing him, he said he was crestfallen when he didn’t get a letter the first week.
I told him what we did to snape,
he thought it was hilarious, he says he cannot wait to meet you and the others next year,
(he also asks your favorite muggle book, hes very interested.)
If you would like to write back, you can send an owl to 115 Cornbey Lane, to Andromeda Black. That’s my older cousin, (the good one.) she can get the letters to me.
Id like to send you something for Christmas, but I don’t know what to send, so I sent your sister some money, twenty galleons. So she can get you something in my name.
sincerely
S. O. Black.
The letter was on gray cardstock that had an emblem on the upper left corner. The handwriting was elegant and could have won an award for calligraphy easily.
the other letter was familiar, Remus got a similar one every month asking how he was fairing.
Rem.
I just got a real fancy letter from some bloke who said he wenta school with you.
even his name was fancy, Sirius, like the star in Canis major, real ineresting.
how’d your scruffy street urchin self end up bein’ mates with an absolute posh boy? He sent two hundred pounds with his letter, said some was for post an’ some was for a present for ya,
I know you don’t want a cat, wolf boy, but maybe a dog, itd have to stay with me for school, but you could name it, and train it over summer. If not I’ll get you a real nice record player, and put the rest in savings for when you graduate.
Love ya,
Amy
On Christmas, he got more mail. nine letters/ packages total, although he had told his friends not to send him anything but letters, he got something from each of them, plus a letter from his uncle and a letter and package from his sister.
From James he got a letter, a small box, and a paper wrapped package,
the letter said:
“hey Remus, I know you said not to send anything, but I couldn’t resist, plus my mum wanted to send you something after I told her about you.”
In the small box was a ball of stars, a note was placed on the side in James chicken scratch.
“it’s called a orbverse, hope you like it. - james”
the paper wrapped package contained a brown sweater with red sleeves and a note, in cursive.
“hello dear, I’m James mother, he started talking about you, and I couldn’t help but make you something for Christmas, both me and my husband bid you happy holidays, and a joyful new year.”
The letter from peter had a bag of peanut brittle and a told that he had gotten it from a muggle shop and to have a nice christmas.
The ones that came from his sister were delivered by a gray owl, who looked very annoyed at Remus for attempting to take the letters and package.
There was a book in paper wrapping that had a note in his big sisters loopy handwriting on the inside of the cover,
Happy xmas kid, I think I finally found a book you havent read yet,
hope you like it. see you in summer.
(I put poshboys letters through out the pages, the other is for christmas specifically.)
The letter from Sirius was in a purple envelope, wax sealed with the figure of an owl in the wax.
Remus would have to make fun of Sirius for that later.
December 22nd 1971
Remus.
Merry christmas,
I gave your sister 20 galleons worth of muggle money (whys it called ‘pounds’? this isnt america, and money doent equal weight.) anyway, it came out to 200 pounds. Is that a lot? I don’t know, hopefully its enough for something decent? And before you say anything, I stole it from my parents and im filthy rich, so hush.
You know how I asked reg to draw up an idea for a tatto to get when im sixteen? Well he did it, its cool, a bit to Slytherin-y for my tase,
a skull with a snake rapping through it, he said it was to go on your inner forarm.
I told him it was good but that I didn’t reall like it, I sort of feel bad now, he looks sad.
(he walked in on me writing this and says happy christmas.)
Anyway, bye, see you next year, merry christmas.
S. O. Black.
“what did you get lupin?” william, the only other first year to stay over the holidays, leaned over the table.
he was a ravenclaw, with fluffy blond hair the he combed into his eyes, his skin was pale and littered with freckles, he had a crooked smile and made awfull puns like his life depened on it.
“mostly letters, plus some other stuff.” Remus shrugged, he liked william, he was funny and had scathing sarcasm that matched Remus own. He also was a life saver when it came to potions,
“nice, ‘re you still plannin’ to have me help on’at potions essay?” he grinned, “cuse ya’ need i’”
“I wouldn’t be stupid enough to turn you down.” Remus laughed,
“see yall at five ‘en.” Will nodded, standing up and walking away.
Later that day, Remus made his way down to the liberary, where william and snape were sitting next to each other getting lectured by madam pince, neither of them particularly looked as though they wanted to be there,
will was supporting a bloody nodse and snape had managed a split lip.
Madam pince was obviously lecturing the both of them, and Remus didn’t want to interuppt that.
“but he hexed me-” will scoffed, glaring at snape feircly.
“you punched me.” Snape shot back, crossing his arms,
“you called me a trannie-” will laughed,
“adjectives are adjectives,” snape smiled, “plus, im not wrong contry girl.”
“you hawk nosed, tone deff, lard filled, altar boy!” will spat, standing up. He looked as though he was ready to punch snape again, but the tired looking libraryain interjacted.
“boys!” she shouted, pushing will back down to his seat.
“that language is in acceptable mr. pri- snape. And mr hoblen, if this happens again please just go to a teacher, now either read or leave.”
Snape stood up quickly, walking away from the table, past Remus, who caught his collar and shoved him into the wall,
“don’t. call. Anyone. That. Again.” Remus growled, he was taller that snape by a head, and stronger than him aswell.
“queer.” Snape sneered up at Remus, managing to push him away, “the amarican trannie and the british faggot, how poetic” he walked away, leaving Remus seething in rage.
A few minutes later, Remus walked over to the table will was sitting at,
“sorry im late, fell asleep.” Remus muttered as he sat down,
“ya didn’t miss nun.” Will shrugged, looking up from his book, “now, lets get to the absolute joy that is enlargement potins.” He sarcasticly clapped once, grabbing out a ball point pen from his bag,
“helalujah.” Remus smiled, starting to write.