Summer romance and stealing cars - 7

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'Have you got no idea
that you're in deep?
I've dreamt about you
nearly every night this week. 
How many secrets can you keep?'

  How many secrets can you keep?'

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3rd person POV:

They say that the flame isn't alive but she was convinced that the flame was a living thing. She was there in California with her toes in the sand, breathing in and out the cigarette softly. It was kind of sad that Cassie was scared of taking of her dad's flannel because her back stinks with the ugly scars she got from her days at the orphanage.

A group of pretty girls were lurking around her they were whispering to each other Cassie didn't want to let it bother her but she couldn't help but over hear one girl. "Tu vois la fille qui fume? Elle est vraiment Jolie ce serait dommage qu'on la prenne. Elle a l'air seule mais il fait chaud." (You see the girl who's smoking? She is really pretty, it would be a shame if she is taken. She looks lonely tho but it is hot)

Cassie turned around to put a face to the voice, she saw a girl who looked like a goddess her golden hair fell into a perfect waves, her green eyes were full of life and happiness, she was wearing a beautiful light green bikini that seemed to hug her figure perfectly. A smirk played on the corner of Cassie's lips as she looked around to see that she was the only one smoking on the beach. Good she thought

"Elle est célibataire et prête àse mêler!" Winked Cassie at the girl. (She is single and read to mingle"

"Translation Cassiopeia" said Remus Lupin as he took the cigarette out of her mouth to his.
"And that stuff will kill you, fine if you won't tell me what you said I'll ask pads about it later"

"Dad can't speak French" said Cassie without missing a beat. "Oh you would be surprised, back at school he used to flirt with me in French and I as an idiot never noticed until one day your aunt lily suggested that I use a translation spell"he smiled at the memories taking another drag from Cassie cigarette. "Where are they anyway prongs, flower, dad and Harry?"

"In the candy store" he rolled his eyes.

The beautiful girl came up to Cassie. Cass watch as she moved her hips swaying, she looked flawless. "My name is Juliette da la Rochè and this is my friend fleur delacour and her sister garbrile delacour" she nodded at them knowing the disapproval look on Remus's face. "Cassiopeia Black but you can call me Cassie" she said with an adoring smirk. "Walk with us Cassiopeia!" Beamed Juliette in her broken English-French accent.

Cassie turned look at Remus with her dad's famous puppy dog eyes. Moony sighed and nodded at the youngest black, Cassie didn't miss a beat and took Juliette's hand in hers. "Can I call you Julie cause Juliette is a long name just like Cassiopeia!"

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