The Harper household has always been a strict one, one with firm words and sharp eyes. Yet like every other story, there's always one person who can burn it down with a single flick of their wrist. In this fanfic of Harry Potter, that person is Cass...
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Cassandra dazed down at the pink, purple and blue pin, in pleasant shock. She turned her gaze to Lee, who was staring at her excitingly, full of anticipation.
It was Christmas morning and the group of six were sat around in an empty classroom, passing around their Kris Kringle presents. Fred, Cassie and George were all in matching green jumpers, apart from the different letters stitched onto the front. George was sure, that when Cassie seen the parcel addressed to her, with Mrs Weasleys hand writing on it, her squeal woke up half of Gryffindor.
"Do you like it?" Lee asked nervously, his eyes never leaving Cassies face. "I mean I know I got you the muggle music thing, but I seen this and I had to get it. I want to show my support because well.....you know."
A grin spread across Cassies face as she pinned the bisexual colored pin onto her bag. "I love it, thank you." She responded. Lee smiled brightly at the girl.
"There's-theres more." He stuttered out shyly, nodding to the parcel in her hands. Cass scanned the many, many objects, all of which had the bi flag on them, she chuckled.
"I see that, wow." She breathed out. "There's a-a lot." Lee grinned in triumph.
"I know." He boasted, then winked at George, who gave him a crooked smile, giving Chance a look when Lee turned away. Though Lee didn't notice, he was busy beaming with pride.
Caterina stood from her seat, gripping the book Cassandra bought her with glee. "Well, now that that's everyone, we should go have some breakfast." Chance smiled up at her.
"We still have a few more minutes-." He stated, but was cut off by George.
"No I think we should go, I promised Ali-," he stopped himself and choked on his words slightly, "a- lovely, time- we shall have, if we- go now." They all studied George in confusion.
"I'm sorry, but, who the fuck talks like that? Apart from Dumbles of course." Cass questioned, Cat narrowed her eyes at her.
"Language." She scolded the girl. Cassie seemed to actually think for a moment, before her face lit up in realization.
"Right, right. Whom the fuck-?"
"Cassandra Harper!"
***
"Ron." Cass called, nudging the boy, he looked up at her with some chicken hanging out of his mouth. She cringed, but didn't comment on it, then gestured to Harry.
He was sat on top of the same table, a little bit down from them, with a sad look, gazing into the fireplace.
"Go tell Harry to come over." She ordered, while taking an empty plate and filling it with food for the young boy.
Ron nodded and got up, strolling over to the Boy Who Lived. Fred gazed over at Cassie with admiration, while she tried to remember what Harry's favorite kind of potato was, to put on his plate.
