Cave Canem


1. Prologue

The further I walked down the train, the more nervous I became. I had felt so empowered and excited to see him, to tell him how much better I am, but the longer the walk down the empty train cabin took, the more time I had to think of his reaction.

I held my breath as I looked into each compartment, and sighed angrily each time he wasn't in there. This was going to be harder than I thought.

Look in, sigh, keep walking. Look in, sigh, keep walking. Look in, sigh - Wait. I recognized that sandy blonde hair , and not only because it was so close to the color of my own. My breath caught in my dry throat as I started to panic. There were three other boys in the compartment. I couldn't just waltz in and say, 'Wotcher! Good to see you! How have you been doing the past seven years? And your friends are...?'.

I felt a jolt in my stomach. Golden, amber eyes widened as they met my matching ones. He saw me and I probably looked like a creepy stalker, just staring at him. I smiled weakly and waved. He stared for a moment while I stood there smiling dumbly at him. His friend with rounded glasses shook the sandy-haired boy's shoulder lightly, and I watched as he swam back to reality out of, what was probably, a memory. We both suffered from those god-awful flashbacks.

I watched him mutter an 'excuse me' to his friends as he started walking towards me with a confused look plastered across his face. Oh wait, he was walking towards me. Oh God.

I leaned against the wall beside the compartment door and he leaned against the one across from me, staring at me for a moment. It looked as though he was debating on the fact whether I was real or not.

"Hi..." I looked down and kicked my foot back against wall.

"How- Why-," He spluttered. I could practically hear the shock on his face.

"They, um, they let me out. I'm better now..." My voice faltered out. I took a chance and looked up at him. Nope. Still shock. I looked back down at my feet. They really should clean this carpet.

"Are you sure? Like, for sure?" I felt the concern.

"I passed all of my evaluations. I'm regular on my potions. I don't feel like -"

That's when he hugged me, and a hug from him is not just any hug. It was a blanket of protection, a wrap of warmth, a feeling of safety. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed the top of my head.

"I've missed you," he mumbled into my hair.

"I've missed you too," I mumbled, nuzzling my face into his familiar chest, taking in a big breath. I really did miss him. He pulled away, holding my at arm's length to look me over. He was smiling. I felt myself smile back.

"Would you like to meet my friends?" he asked happily. I nodded excitedly.

We walked in the compartment. The other three boys immediately stopped their conversation. They looked at me and their jaws dropped. I knew they saw it, our similarities; the color of our hair and eyes, the way our noses curve, the freckle above our lip.

"Um, guys," he started nervously. "I'd like you to meet Rogue. Rogue Lupin."

I thought their mouths couldn't get any wider.

Oh, and did I mention that I'm Remus Lupin's secret twin sister?

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