Pathos | A Pansy Parkinson Fanfiction

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"I can't believe you guys are allowed wands out of school. " Cedell stated, leaning back on Maeve's bed as she made herself comfy on the chair by the window. "What do you even do in London?"

"There's ton of things to do." Julia quipped. "Maeve loves visiting these old bookshops-"

"Yeah, pretty sure he isn't into that Jules." Maeve interrupted with a nervous smile, watching as the boy sighed - looking up at the ceiling. He was being made to shift to leave a whole life in New York behind. At least then she understood why he hated her. "How about the both of us go buy some school supplies?"

"Haven't Cynthia and Clint bought both of your books already?" Julia asked confusedly. 

"Yeah, but maybe we could buy other things..." Maeve trailed off. "Like some flying gear, perhaps?"

Cedell's head perked up at that and he looked at Julia with puppy-dog eyes. "Yes! Can we do that? Please? If I want to become a Quidditch player, I'm going to have to replace those old worn-out gloves of mine."

Julia looked between the two uncertainly. "I don't know... I have a ton of Ministry work... and good amount of meetings today, now that Dolores-"

"I'll babysit him!" Maeve pleaded, desperate to make Cedell's next 24 hours in London worthwhile. "We can go together - just the two of us. Right, Ced?"

"Not that I need babysitting." Cedell glared at her, "But yeah, we both can manage ourselves."

With little hesitance, Julia gave in. "Fine. But you two need to be back by seven. You leave for Hogwarts tomorrow and I need to make sure you're all packed."

"You're the best, Jules!" Maeve jumped her guardian and kissed her cheek. 

"You're cool. I can see why she likes you." Cedell agreed. "So, when do we leave, sister dear?" he asked sarcastically. 

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"What a day." Maeve sighed, looking pleasantly at her new things. A brand new set of quills, parchment, some cheap Potions ingredients to practice basic solutions, a load of candy for friends at school, and a shiny Hufflepuff pin. "You didn't buy anything though."

"Do you really think I would leave America without quality equipment? Honestly, you get the more dumb every time we talk." 

Maeve rolled her eyes. 

"Then why did you agree to come out?"

"I'm trying to find the equivalent of a Black Market here. Jonah needs some prank supplies." the boy shrugged. "Know where it is?"

"No."

"Come on, even a loser like you would know where shady places are." 

Maeve groaned in frustration. "I suppose Knockturn Alley's close by. But there's no way we're going there-"

She let out a shriek as Cedell grabbed her hand and the next thing she knew, they were in the dark and shady place she had only been once before. It was when she was about five, and had wandered out of Diagon Alley. Her mom had been terrified when she'd finally found her.

"How did you - huh?" she asked, blinking furiously, trying to figure out where she was. 

"It's a spell I invented about a year ago." Cedell said, putting his wand away. "Transpello. It's pretty complicated, but it can make one go to any place just by knowing it's name as long as it is within a one-mile radius."

"You invented a spell?" Maeve asked; shocked. 

"What, like it's hard? That's what happens when you have a brain larger than the size of half a peanut." Cedell snarked. "This place checks out though. Dark small alleys, run-down stores, weird people loitering around - the whole shabang."