The Marauders Era

It's so nice to finally meet you

Under any other circumstances, the sight of the snow-filled village was known to bring a joyful if not happy feeling to anyone who visited, that is, anyone except a certain dark-haired girl. Honestly, Cassie wanted nothing more than at that moment to run back into the castle and sit down by the fireplace with a bundle of blankets surrounding her, as she took sips of warm chocolate that she had managed to smuggle with her from the kitchens, along with some cookies.

However, it seemed like the world did not favor her today; not only had she slipt the moment she first placed her feet on the snow, but her maroon coat had not been in its usual place this morning. When she had asked the girls, neither of them had seen it, though Marlene had suggested that the house-elves might have taken it for cleaning, seeing as there was a small stain on the front's left side.

Cassie pulled the dark brown jacket tighter around her frame, hoping that by some miracle, she would be able to trap at least some warmth in. The jacket was nowhere near as warm as the red coat, and even with her scarf and mittens, the loss of the warm coat was felt deeply, mostly since her pants were a little damp after her fall. But she supposed that it was better than freezing to death, though if she was going to be honest, for one, that scenario didn't feel all that impossible, and for two, at least it would let her escape the madness that was following her.

She wished she could say that the sight of Rabastan, who was sitting by the table they had occupied the last time they had been to the three broomsticks, had brought a smile to her face, a smile that was in some ways similar to the one he sent her the moment he noticed that she got closer.

Rabastan wore a dark brown sweater that, funnily enough, almost looked warmer than Cassie's thin jacket. As she got closer, she tried the best she could to send him a smile, however by the look on his face; it had appeared something more like a grimace. He looked at her slightly concerned and was on his feet before she had even reached him. His eyes lingered on her face for a moment, seeing the somewhat uncomfortable look.

"Hey, are you okay?" his voice was laced with worry as he scanned her face several times in hopes of catching anything that would give him some clue to her bad mood.

"Yeah...I guess." She was quiet for a moment and hesitated if she really should continue talking or take his hand and drag him out of there as soon as possible before anyone saw them. "I don't know how to say this but, It seems like we've had a change of plans." She finally said as she sent him an apologetic look. Rabastan frowned somewhat as he didn't quite get what she was referring to, though as he moved his sight over her shoulders, what he saw almost made him laugh.

Behind Cassie stood five people looking as proudly as a child doing something they weren't allowed to do. He instantly recognized Sirius, and standing next to him was the shorter boy he had met during his and Cassie's first meeting, Remus Lupin. 

However, the three other was unknown to him, or rather just two of them, as he instantly recognized James Potter from one of the pureblood family parties that his family had attended a good few years ago. Though he had grown immensely from the twelve-year-old boy, he had been then.

Next to him stood a red-haired girl, who from what he had gathered from Cassie had to be Lily Evans, Prefect, best friend, and the eternal owner of James Potters heart and affection. She was currently grinning along with a blonde boy that was standing next to her. Rabastan faintly remembered him running the hallways with the three other boys when he attended Hogwarts. He thought for a moment, racking his mind to see if he could gather up any information from what Cassie had told him before he came to the conclusion the boy had to be Peter.

"I can certainly see that..." Rabastan looked at them for a moment watching the enormous smiles covering Sirius and James's face before lowering his gaze and sent Cassie a questioning look. However, he almost wanted to smile at both the helpless and defeated look that she gave him. A small chuckle left his lips as he looked down momentarily before raising his gaze to the five tag-along.