𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑺𝑬𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑺! ➪☟︎︎︎
𝑶livia Lupin has many secrets, probably to many for her own good. Being a werewolf is one of them, having weird 𝑠uperpowers is another and finding her best friend, aka the boy who lived, quite cute is...
Olivia didn't waste any time, shooting up out of bed, faster than a bullet she slipped on her bunny slippers before prodding Hermione awake, who groaned in annoyance.
"Wake up, Hermit!" Olivia whined "we have to wake Harry and Ron to!"
Hermione didn't stir. Olivia frowned, if it was any other normal day at Hogwarts it would be the other way around.
"It's Christmas!" Olivia sung
Hermione's eyes opened slowly "Why didn't you say sooner? Honestly, liv!"
"Their sleeping in the spare room, come on!"
Hermione chuckled, it was amusing to her how excited her friend was.
"I'm still tired from last night." Hermione rubbed her eyes as they speed walked towards the guest room.
"Aren't we all?" Olivia smirked, pulling open the door.
"Now, I want you to grab something and make as much noise as possible with it." Olivia whisperd "on the count of three."
Olivia grabbed a lamp and hesitantly Hermione grabbed a stool.
"One. Two. THREE!"
The noise coming from the third bedroom on the right hand side was deafening! At this rate, Australia would be able to hear them.
But I bet you're wondering, how could two Thirteen year old witches make so much noise with a lamp and a stool? Well, I'd like to know that too.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" Ron screamed, causing Hermione to scream, causing Olivia to scream just because they were- causing Harry to shoot up and start screaming aswell.
Heavy and frantic footsteps were hurriedly hurtling towards this very room - A messy haired haired, sweater wearing Remus Lupin kicked open the door, wand in hand.
"WHO DIED?" He shouted at the four teens, making their screaming party die down, he didn't give them time to answer "Might aswell have been my hearing! What the fuck is wrong with you kids?" The redhead with the freckles, the bushy brunette and the messy black head, looked shocked that their TEACHER had sweared at them, The girl with scars running down all different parts of her body, however, looked through fully amused "Everything, Pops, everything. And I'm afraid we're to deep in - you can't fix it."
