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LORALIE PEVERELL WOKE UP TO the warm late summer sunrise beaming down onto her shut eyes. She smiled for the first time since she had been back at the Peverell mansion.
Lora looked over at her cat Stereo, kissing her nose and waking her up. Stereo yawned, stretched her legs, then curled back up into a ball on the spare pillow by Lora's head.
The girl chuckled, flinging the covers off her body and placing her feet against the cold floor below. She quickly got ready, throwing things into her trunk and closing the top.
Loralie wasn't going to wait for anything this year. On this day last year, she woke up to five boys breaking into her bedroom and those same five boys eating all of the breakfast the Peverell house elf Zumie had made.
This year was going to be different. She had been owled the day before that all four of the Marauders were at her cousin James's house, so she decided she would go over there this year and wake them up.
It was only fair.
Lora woke up Stereo and lead her down to the floo, trusting her enough to stay there for the short few minutes it would take to write a quick note to her family she knew wouldn't care.
Dear arseholes and Nate,
Left for better company and revenge on my boys.
Don't wait up.- your favorite disgrace
She set it on the nearby sofa, grabbed her trunk in one hand, put Stereo on her shoulder, took a handful of floo powder and left to where she actually felt at home.
The first thing Lora noticed upon arriving at the Potter Manor were the four boys all sprawled out asleep in the sitting room.
"They make it too easy," she mumbled, looking over at Stereo and shaking her head in faux disappointment.
Lora put Stereo on the ground, letting her walk a few steps away before dropping her trunk loudly on the floor, "honey, I'm home!" She yelled, effectively waking the boys with groans.
"Oh suck it up buttercups," Lora told them, walking behind the sofa chair Sirius was laying on and leaning over the back to peck his lips, "hey."
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