"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞."
Sherry Opal does not like England. She was born and raised in America, more specifically in Massachusetts where Ilvermorny, her school was located. Her mother had threaten...
- Chapter Twenty-Seven - "If anyone gives you a hard time, let me know."
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ANOTHER EXCRUTIATINGLY BORING FRIDAY NIGHT was coming to an end and surprisingly, this one had actually not been as painful as Sherry often anticipated when it came to the torturous sessions that her headmaster forced on her. She often wondered if the man thought they were working and actually stopped to see the improvement, which there was none of. Every Friday normally ends in a large argument until Dumbledore returns or the both of them storming quickly out of the office as soon as he returned; there was never a still moment of peace that Dumbledore had seen.
The pranks were still being passed back and forth between the two of them but the other students at Hogwarts had learned not to be scared or bothered by the endless cause of their amusement because it was quite clear that Sherry Opal and James Potter were not targeting anyone else apart from each other. It gave them quite a reprieve in comparison to the previous year at Hogwarts when they could barely turn a corner without checking first in case the four infamous Gryffindors were planning something.
Now they could walk peacefully knowing the loud bang behind them was just ten dungbombs sneaked into Potter's bag or the round of gasps was just something happening to one of the two engaged in the so called 'war'. Sirius Black was getting a little bit restless, anyone could see, since his usual partner in crime was occupied with thinking of new things to target Sherry with that the group wasn't doing their normal pranking on the Slytherins; Remus and Peter didn't seem to mind the no pranking, happy to get their heads down and buried in their work especially since it was O.W.L year
He had even gone as far to approach Potter as he left the common room for his usual Friday night agenda and suggest moving on from the person he had sworn his enemy. But Potter had promised to talk later and disappeared from the common room and begun making his way to his headmasters office to spend a couple of hours with the most annoying person on the planet in his opinion.
It was safe to say he was surprised when the session didn't turn out like it normally did, endless bickering and insults before they separated themselves from each other. Actually, Sherry didn't even seem to notice when he came in because she was huddled in her usual chair inside the office, a book instead of a magazine in her lap as her eyes scanned the pages eagerly.
He just sat and rested, careful not to fall asleep in her presence in case she tried anything but she was so engrossed in her book and the pile of them next to her that he didn't see an point in distracting her; it would probably only end in a slap anyway after their argument and no matter how tempting the urge to annoy her was, he left her be with the songs from the radio that was playing when he entered.
The two hours seemed to be coming to an end as the usual sight of the moon rose high above the trees, not quite a full moon. That was next week and unfortunately, an essay on werewolves was due that day too. Mrs. Greene hadn't made Remus' life easier but with the help of his friends, he suspected he'd be okay. No words had been spoken and he was getting restless just thinking why she hadn't spoken or at least said anything yet but when a new tune came from the radio, he heard her voice for the first time that night.
