Dipper: A Good Romance Starts With A Good Friendship!

Dipper: a good romance starts with a good friendship!

Bill: and a bad romance starts with a Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah Roma-roma-ma Gaga "ooh la-la" want your bad romance

Dipper:

Dipper: remind me why I married you again

The young male blinked as he noticed the owl sitting at their opened window. He hesitantly walked over, careful not to scare away the animal.

When he reached out with a scarred hand and began stroking the bird with his knuckle, he watched an envelope fall from its beak when it chirped happily.

They never got mail.

The bird flew off when he bent down to pick up the paper. He glanced over it, it was directed to him. "Tad!" He called out into the two story cottage, his thick British accent reaching up the stairs, the Welsh accent layered onto his other accent.

His father didn't respond.

When he saw the seal keeping it closed, he froze.

The Hogwarts crest was imprinted into a crimson wax. He was accepted into Hogwarts.

Dipper Lupin would've thought that was all a dream, but the fact that he was sitting on a stool in front of every student in Hogwarts made him think otherwise.

The sorting hat was placed on his head by the elder witch, it instantly going quiet.

Then his breathing was cut short as the shout echoed through the great hall.

"Gryffindor!"

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This is a teaser for a story I'll be working on, 'the Moon and Stars.' I'll be posting again about some of the plot and what's going on in the teaser.

The ides of March is coming up what’s everyone getting me?

Dipper: can you at least try to see things from my perspective?

Bill: *crouches down*

Dipper: *left hooks him*

Dipper: just... why?

Bill: I get asked that a lot and I find that the answer is often 'I thought it would be funny'

Mabel: I feel ya dude

Moon and Stars- chapter 2

Dipper didn't like the standards Dumbledore had for his father working at Hogwarts, nor the fact that Snape was the one who came up with the idea. Well actually... he just didn't like Snape in general.

He sat in the potions classroom with his dad and Snape while he watched the potions professor finish brewing a potion.

"Will this have any... oh I don't know... external effects on us?" He spoke up as he rested his chin in his hand.

Snape started stirring the mixture. "Unless you're allergic to anything in here, no physical effects."

Dipper raised his eyebrow and a small smirk appeared on his face. "How do I know I'm allergic to something until I drink it- I think this should turn into a bet, is Dipper Lupin allergic to anything in a wolfsbane potion."

The greasy haired man glared at him as he stirred it a few times. Remus pat Dipper's shoulder as he walked forward. "We take this tonight correct before the full moon?" He questioned.

Snape nodded as he poured some of it into two vials. "Correct."

Dipper took the vial when the professor held it out to him. He examined it and grinned. "Hopefully I don't break out in hives! see you tonight tad." He exclaimed as he gathered his bag and left, setting the potion in a pocket.

Dipper walked through the halls and to his transfiguration class. McGonagall looked up when he entered, then looked back down as he made his way to his desk right in front the twins.

Fred grinned when Dipper pulled out a piece of parchment and began answering the questions that were on the board. "How's it going little Lupin?"

"Marvelous." The brunette answered while dipping his quill into his ink pot and continuing to write.

"Well you seem talkative." George remarked while leaning back in his chair.

Dipper's shoulders moved slightly with chuckles. "We're in class, be quite if you don't want detention."

Fred smiled and leaned forward over the desk and hugged the brunette from behind. "You wouldn't ever do that to us."

"Oh wouldn't I?"

"You're bluffing." George stated from behind them.

"Really? One more word and you'll have detention with Snape for a week."

Fred hit the back of Dipper's head lightly as he retreated back to his seat. Dipper turned to look at them with a satisfied smirk on his face before continuing to work.

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Fred groaned as he and George walked into the common room to see their best friend helping Hermione and Draco on their homework.

George decided to speak up. "Dipper! They both already probably know what they're doing, you said that you would come hang out with us before you go see your father!"

The werewolf huffed and muttered something to the two younger teens before turning to face them. "They asked me to tutor them and explain what their homework was about more in depth, I was happy to help them."

Fred pouted slightly. "Will you be done soon?"

Dipper sighed. "Give me ten minutes then I'm all yours."

Fred grinned and walked up behind the shorter male, and got right by his head. "All mine?" He whispered into the younger's ear.

Dipper's eyes widened in shock, and he pushed himself to the other end of the sofa. "Fred!"

The older twin doubled over in laughter and George chuckled as he walked over. "Don't lead him on like that mate."

The brunette glared at them. "I'm starting to regret not moving out of our compartment when we first met."

"You love us." Fred stated.

"Do I really?" Dipper questioned. "That's a question that has yet to be answered."

Draco chuckled while Hermione huffed in annoyance. The twins walked upstairs to their dorm room and a few minutes later Dipper came in with his stuff. "You ready for the moon?" The two questioned.

Dipper set his messenger bag on his bed and took a vial out of a pocket. "Uh, I don't remember that." George said.

"What is that?" Fred questioned.

Dipper eyes it with a scowl. "It's a wolfsbane potion brewed by Snape. Some new thing he's doing this year for me."

"We know about your dad, you can stop acting like we don't know." Fred reassured him.

"It's one of Snape's conditions now that my tad is working here and I was dragged into it as well. 'You're a werewolf too aren't you.'" He said the last part with a deeper voice and slower than usual.

George burst into laughter along with Fred while Dipper downed the clear liquid.

"How's it?" The two questioned at the same time.

"Foul tasting. Absolute garbage if you ask me." He responded as he set the vial back in his bag.

He suddenly gagged as the taste kicked in more. "Is he trying to poison me?! Does he know my allergies?"

Fred raised his eyebrows while George examined the smaller male. "I don't think it's an allergic reaction."

"Hallelujah."

Dipper looked at the two. "Are you two going to take notes for me?"

"Of course we will." George began.

"We've gone through this every year." Fred finished.

Dipper nodded as he headed for the door. "See you two tomorrow."