The American dream. It’s what everyone wants, isn’t it? The summer of ‘63 begun the same as any other summer, May coming in, and the weather beginning to warm

Remus John Lupin, a tall lanky boy. Remus Lupin was a quiet boy, witty in class, and opinionated. Many people over looked the tanned brunette, as he was nothing special

born into a poor family, the Lupins learnt to live off of scraps, missing meals often. His dad, Lyall, left when Remus was fourteen, his elder sisters not far after him. Hope, his Mother, landed a job as a cleaner for the vice - president. They arranged that Hope, her son, and her youngest daughter would live in the pool house on the edge of the property, a building roughly the size of a small bungalow.

The vice - president was a tall, demanding man. Quite scary, for a middle aged white man living in the rich suburbs of America. His daughter, Cassie West, was a model daughter. Popular, top of every class, sweet, blonde, kind. Nothing short of perfect.

Remus and Cassie went to the same school, the same ride to school, they lived on the same property, but not once had they ever had a full on conversation, not once. Not in the three and a half years this arrangement had been going on for