"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 Thirty-Five - "It's just a peek, don't tell me you're not curious too."
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"I'M SO DONE WITH DETENTION." Nico complained tiredly in a low groan as she and Sherry walked their way slowly down the first-floor corridor after having just come up from the dungeons where they had been cleaning more cauldrons; Slughorn decided to punish them for the incident in class that day which included Nico throwing some ingredients at Snape's face and Sherry laughing.
It was a completely unfair accusation, especially when Sherry definitely hadn't been the only one laughing. Potter had been by her side sniggering at the exact same thing but she was cursed with a laugh that forces itself to be heard in every situation.
Even Stephen had laughed but let it trail off when he met Flora's scolding gaze, instead he just grinned down at her and the girl flushed a light shade of red before smiling back and looking away.
That interaction had Nico and Sherry widening their eyes and turning to each other to gossip which lead to Slughorn thinking the girls planned throwing the things at Snape together and wouldn't listen to any explanation they offered him. Potter had laughed at Sherry again and had grinned his smug smile when she threw a small leaf at him in retaliation.
The project was almost done, the group had three weeks to make their final two potions and present them to Slughorn and get their grades. By then, it'd be time to start hardcore studying for their O.W.L examinations that Amber and Louis were already on Sherry and Oliver's asses about. Remus was apparently also on Potter about the same thing, he had been telling her over their weekly chess games in Dumbledore's office.
Sherry had gotten back into her winning streak with the chess games and enjoyed the look of defeat on Potter's face with grim satisfaction. He had requested rematches with every game she won but it would eventually just turn into teasing conversation and Sherry would die before she ever admitted that Friday evenings were turning fun, but they were certainly more tolerable.
The last Friday evening meeting they had actually had less chess and more talking, but the subject of the conversation was about Remus. Sherry didn't want to bring up the full moon that would be in a couple of days in case Remus hadn't told him about his monthly problem but it was Potter who brought it up anyway by telling her that he knew she knew.
She took that as an open invitation to talk about and against her better intentions, found herself worried for the tall, scarred boy who had somehow carved a little place in her cold heart. Potter had answered every question she had about how Remus dealt with it and she was glad that he had people to help him, Potter even said how he had become an animagus.
The immediate regret on his face as soon as he said it had been obvious because the next time he looked up at her face, she had a small smirk on her face and the next thing he knew she was laughing and he was stood in the middle of the room in stag form. How she had persuaded him to show her, he hadn't the faintest idea.
