At the age of 10, I had gotten 5 letters from him, 5 letters in 5 years. They lay there unopened, on my bed side table. I couldn't bare to open them. To read them. To let him back into my life.
As I got older, Fred, George, Ron and even Ginny, were able to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry I wasn't. You see, Remus Lupin quickly became Professor Lupin and to save an awkward family reunion, Mrs Weasley or rather Molly decided we should wait to send me off. You should know, my farther is different, he isn't what you would call... human. Therefore neither am I.
Every month, when the moon lights up the sky I, against my own will, transform into a hideous wolf. Mr Weasley has created a seal around my room to keep me inside and most importantly keep the rest of my family safe.
With Hogwarts being a boarding school, we figured it was best to keep me at home until I had enough understanding and control over it as possible.
But now I am 15 and ready start my 5th year with Fred and George.