Disclaimer: I am not totally awesome and rich, so no, I don't own Harry Potter or any of the amazing characters. J.K. Rowling is that lucky person, not me.

Author's note: You may recognize this chapter from the story Age is But a Number. I'm sorry but I have deleted that story. I am now going to separate it into two different stories so I'm sorry and here is the first chapter of Shining Moon.

September 1st, 1971

He felt like an outsider, no one else could understand him.

It was a miracle he was allowed to come anyway.

It was Remus's first time getting on Platform 9 and ¾ and he was having some second thoughts about joining Hogwarts.

What if he infected someone else? Then they would have to live the same torturous life as he, and he would never forgive himself if that was to happen.

Swallowing his fears, he stepped onto the Platform with his parents.

He began absentmindedly thinking over which house he would be in, he probably wouldn't be in Slytherin because he was a Half-Blood and (so he was told) far too nice. He might get into Ravenclaw as he was constantly told how smart he was (although at times he didn't believe it). It's possible he could be in Hufflepuff, because they obviously take you if your not fit to be in one of the other houses. He supposed that he could be in Gryffindor, as his mother had always told him how brave he was for handling his "condition" and he certainly had nerve for staying sane dreading the full moon every month.

He came to the conclusion that he probably would be in either Ravenclaw or Gryffindor and realized that he should be getting on the train if he wanted to get a good seat.

He quickly bid goodbye to his parents and let his mother kiss him on the cheek before rushing onto the train.

With dismay he realized that most kids had the same idea as him and his choices were between a bunch of 6th or 7th year looking Slytherins or two kids that looked about his age. He settled for the latter.

He walked up to their compartment and (politely none the less) asked if he could possibly sit with him.

One of the boys, wearing glasses and whose hair stuck up in the back, gave him a reassuring smile and said, "Of course! That's fine with you, right Sirius?"

The other boy, obviously Sirius seeing as there was no one else in the compartment, who had a handsome face and dark hair, turned his head to look at Remus.

"Sure, as long as he's not going be in Slytherin, my whole family is and I couldn't stand being with all those stuck up losers!"

"I know!" replied the other, "They make it a shame to be a pureblood! If I were in Slytherin I would leave! My family has all been Gryffindor and, hopefully, I will be too. Anyways, what about you?" He said, gesturing to Remus.

"Uh, well, I think that I will be in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. They both seem like nice houses, but my parents were in Gryffindor so I bet that I will be too." Remus said nervously, "Oh, and my name is Remus Lupin."

"Oh yeah! My name is James Potter and this is Sirius Black."

"You mean Black as in Phineas Nigellus Black, one of the Hogwarts headmasters?"

"Unfortunately, yes." Sirius growled, with a look of distaste on his face, "The only person in my family that was at least halfway decent was disowned for marrying a muggle-born. From the way my family rages about her, she seems quite nice, but I haven't gotten to meet her yet." Sirius scowled.

The compartment door then opened and a scrawny boy stuck his head in. "May I sit with you? No one else will let me sit with them." He looked rather upset.

"Um, sure!" James said half-heartedly.

"Ooh! Goody! Thanks so much! My name is Peter Pettigrew!" He said excitedly, looking as though he was about to pee his pants.

Remus smiled. He had finally made some friends.

Author's note: So thanks for reading and let me know if you liked it! : )