And life goes on.

Disclamer: If I did own it, you know that DADA and Potions Class would be a lot more fun then in the damn books. And Harry Potter would have died three books ago.

Chapter 1:

It was a very gloomy day. Dark angry storms just smothered the large sky, filled with rain that was threatening to drown the world below. It just matched his mood so perfectly. Mr. Remus J. Lupin moved solemnly through the narrowed corridors, dodging overexciting children that were blabbing on and on about going to the school where both the most feared villain in all of the wizarding world and the two most praised heroes in the wizarding world had gone and studied magic at. He could care less about it all.

The only reason that he was going back was because he needed something to do with his life now that he was once again on his own. Tonks just dumped him just four months ago and went off to marry some young Auror. He really didn’t want to think about that right now, instead he just wanted to isolate himself in a cabin and eat just enough chocolate frogs to get awfully sick.

He found a cabin that hadn’t been conquered by hyper first years or the smug older students and settled in the seat by the window. He didn’t have two seconds to inhale or exhale when the cabin door just roughly slide open and a young man of about twenty, twenty one with wild hair that started at the roots black as the deepest hole then faded through shards of brown to eventually end at the tips as a dusty yellow shade.

And by wild, he meant like the kid couldn’t decided on just stringing beads through it, putting in plaits or pulling it up into a high ponytail. The rest of him wasn’t any better, his clothes were all in a mess, like he had been sleeping in them for days and keeping forget to smooth out the wrinkles. His dark black shards were laying on the bridge of his nose so crookedly that the tawny haired man thought it was miracle that they haven’t fallen off by now.

“Hey, Bobbin!” He yelled in a weird accent like a bad mixture of an American accent and an English accent , over his shoulder, the one that wasn’t over laid with straps of way too many bags. “Found one with just one guy in it! Get over here before my poor abused body decides that it had suffered enough!” Then he turned back around to give a toothy smile at the startled man.

“Hi, I’m Connie Blazi.” A pale tan hand with the fingers either sporting an odd ring or a ripped white tape was offered out in greeting.

Always the polite one, Remus stood up and grasped the other’s hand for a light, friendly shake and gave out his own name.

“Oh, right. The DADA Professor.” The younger man said in realization before he was suddenly pushed forward from behind, almost falling all over the older man.

“Dad! When are we eating?! I haven’t ate since breakfast and that was like gazillion hours ago!.” The young boy whined, who was more calm looking then his father with light shaggy pale sandy hair and clothes that were still wrinkled but not as bad as the elder. He too wore dark shades over his eyes.

“Well, Bobbin Robin. You wouldn’t be so hungry if you ate that bagel in the cab when I was willing to share it with you.” He fondly scolded the boy who just groaned in responded.

“Yeah, yeah.” Connie muttered as he finally dumped his bags onto the floor with a heavy ‘thunk’. “Just give me your things so I could stash it away till we get to Hogwarts.” he said while rubbed the soreness out of his poor shoulder.

“Here, I’ll give you a hand.” Remus offered to help and was already ready helping the man putting his bags up in the overhead compartments and pulled two very large trunks to rest on the floors to rest between the facing seats.

“Thanks, Lu. My lazy-cat of a son here-” he pointed a thumb over his shoulder at the young boy that just kept a hold on a simple plastic fish bowl that was designed to carry the dark purple bete fish between homes. “Just carried Porky and a little knapsack, while forcing his old, very old man to carry everything from the cab to here. I just hope that he doesn‘t expect me to carry his school books all year.”

Robin just stuck his red tongue at and his father just returned the gesture.

“Yeah, well.. Wait, is he going to be a first year this year?” If that was the case then this young man must have either adopt or the kid was conceived when he was at his age.

Answering for his father, “Yup, and Dad’s gong to be a professor too but I really think that the headmistress really needs to get her brain check.” He started to giggle while his father cast out a dirty look in his direction.

“Yeah, I’m the new Transfiguration Prof.” He scratched his hair, causing more of it to fall out of the messy ponytail.

“But you are-”

“So young?” Connie finished for the poor man .“Trust me, I‘m just about as old as you.” He gave a toothy grin before taking the fish bowl out of his son’s hands and told him to get some coffee and a sandwich from the food chart that was traveling between cars.

“All right!” Then off he went on his journey, leaving the old men on their own.

Connie flopped down across the seats with Remus sitting across from him, already chewing on a piece of chocolate.

“Are we there yet?” Connie whined like a grumpy two-year old which caused Lupin to chuckle softy at him.

“What’s the matter, hate to travel?” If they are to be colleagues, then it would be best to try to get along before they start working together.

Finally, the dark shades were lifted up to lay in the mess that might be called hair and a pair of yellow eyes rolled over to stare at the tawny werewolf, if you were to look closely you could see a light green that encircled the black centers of the eyes fading into a hue of yellow. Remus had seen people charming their own eyes in order to get them to look weird, plus muggles wore special effects contacts to appear strange so the other man’s eyes didn’t really shock him that much.

“You try getting up for an 8 in the fucking morning flight, then sit between a fat guy that insists on either burping or farting to chime in the minutes and a little kid that kept singing ’I’m a little tea cup’, very badly like drowning cow bad, over and over. At some point, I had to bang my head hard with the food tray in order to pass out for the rest of the flight.” He rubbed his wary eyes before sitting back up to stare out the window.

“So, you flew the muggle way. You hate riding brooms that much.” He couldn’t help but laugh a little at the other’s earlier misfortune.

“It’s not that.” Not looking away from the scene of the countryside being drown in heary globs of rain. “ I kinda forgot how to fly one since the last time that I flew on a broom was back hair bands were still very popular.” Then he turned away to give a embarrassed smile. “Besides, Robin is still trying to understand that there are other people that could do magic like he does.”

Then he added. “Well, not exactly like he does but still he just thought that we were just a couple a freaks.”

He understood the boy’s feelings since it took him a long time to accept that he was never going to be like the other boys due to his lycanthropy.

“It’s not easy being different from other people, especially at that age where it really does matter if they accepted you or not.” Remus spoke from past experiences then the memories of Prongs and Padfoot filled his mind, of how they quickly befriended him and took the risk of becoming illegal animages just to run with him during the nights of the full moon.

His heart then became to sting as he remembered that his best friends were all now dead and he was really alone in the world.

“Yup.” Connie sighed in agreement. “Back in the states, Robin was furiously teased by the other kids cause of his eyes, so I ended up of trying charming them to be a normal color but it ended up draining me till I have to stop and tell him the ‘everyone’s different. It would be a boring place if we’re all the same’ bullcrap, that my mum’s spit out when I was younger, except I think I had it harder then him.”

The older man tilted his head to the side in confusement. “How so?”

“You know that once people, especially the ones in the wizard community find out that you’re not exactly a full human that they really go out of their way to make you feel like shit.” He tucked back strands of brown hair behind his ear to show that it ended in a round point.

“Oh.” The werewolf was slowly getting the picture of what’s being said here. “So, if you don’t mind me asking then what made up the other part?”

“Fae. A male fae in disguise started dating my mum till he finally knocked her and left her on her own to raise his kid.” The normally cheerful voice suddenly was one of pure hatred, but it was soon gone and the cheerfulness came back.

“Anyway, since Hogwarts is the school for misfits like us, I just thought that Robin might have a better shot at being accepted then I did.” His smile was full of hope that Remus had no choice but to smile back.

Then there was a huge commotion outside their cabin with the students shouting in a riot. Both men quickly got up from the seats and quickly left the small cabin to see what was going on.

Robin Blazi, now had place his dark shades on top of his head to show off a piar of yellow eyes that matched his father’s eyes, and other boy with black hair that looked to be a shade of dark green when light was shone on it and what seemed to be coffee spilled all over his ropes that he must have just change into. The other boy had just shoved the sandy blonde boy down to the ground when the two professors arrived on the scene.

“What’s going on here?” Lupin asked in a stern voice, not believing that he had to act like a professor way before they even set foot on the school grounds.

One of the first years told him how Colt, the dark haired boy, and Robin had bump into each other and the coffee that the smaller of the boys were carrying back had spilled all over the other boy. Then they started trading insults to one and other before the professors arrived.

“If it was by accident then there’s no need for name-calling and shoving.” Lupin scolding both boys, Connie has yet to join in and was leaving it all up to the elder man as he stood back with folded arms and a disappointed look on his pale tan face.

“Apologize to each other then go back to your own cabins and stay there for the rest of the trip.” He ordered to the two boys.

Robin, with his head bowed in remorse softy said ’Sorry’ while Colt just spat the word out like it a earwax flavored jelly bean. Then they both went off in different direction with the two professors following the slow moving blonde into their cabin.

What a great way to start a brand-new school year.

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THis will be a Snape/Remus or Remus/Snape. Plus Draco/omc and maybe omc/omc but that one may not happen for a long while now. If you want more then ask for more cause I don't realy enjoy writing fanfics and I hate it even more when people read my story but doesm't tell me what they think about.