Riddles (Book 2)

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢

Margaret wasn't the slightest bit surprised when she found Cecelia and James talking during the party that night. But she was surprised when she found James coming down to the Slytherin Common to seek out Cecelia.

"Potter what are you doing?" The dark haired girl questioned the messy haired boy.

James looked at Margaret cheekily or well with a hint of mischief, but when was he never up to something. Exactly, he always had something up his sleeve. But this time James look nervous.

"I need to talk to Cecelia." He slightly cocked his head to the side, rubbing the back of his neck. Margaret arched her brow, then she smirked.

"Why do you need to see Cecelia?" She paused momentarily. "James." Her tone was mocking.

James stood there silently, not saying anything.

"She's in our dormitory." "The common room password is potions by the way." She winked before continuing down the hallway.

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It was the morning after the party and Cecelia had a pounding headache. "Thank god it's a Saturday" She groaned into her mattress, rolling out of bed.

Looking at her clock, she found it was twenty till noon, so she had time to get ready before lunch. Slowly she got dressed and cleaned herself up for the day, making sure any sighs of the party would be washed from her face.

By the time she made it to the great hall it was five after, a decent amount of people were scattered throughout the great hall, not exactly sticking to their assigned house tables.

Cecelia spotted her parents eating with her uncles at the professors table, Loralie was with her two Ravenclaw friends as usual, and the Gryffindor table was filled with her siblings and friends, the there was the Slytherin table which looked to most promising to help cure her headache.
She then walked over to her our house table and sat next to Margaret, groaning and putting her head in her hands dramatically.

Margaret laughed at her troubles before handing her a little vial of a clear liquid. Gratefully, Cecelia took the vial, drinking it swiftly. Her hangover should be gone within the half hour.

"Margaret you're a bad influence, you know that?" Cecelia laughed, putting her head on Margaret shoulder.

"I know, that's whats so fun about being my friend."

For the next ten minutes the two girls sat in a comfortable silence, eating their food. That was before Margaret spoke up, elbowing Cecelia slightly.
"Your boyfriend is starting at you." Margaret gestures towards the Gryffindor table.

Cecelia took a little look up, she too saw James looking her way. "So what happened between you to last night?"

Cecelia smile to herself remember the words her and James spoke. "Nothing serious, just our usual talk, you know?"

"You and James have different types of "talks" plus do you not see the way he's looking at you!" Margaret laughed looking down at Cecelia who was looking at James still. "Just wait till one of your parents, aunts, or uncles hear about this." She started laughing even harder.

Cecelia sat up from leaning against the giggling Slytherin. "You wouldn't dare." she paused "Margaret Jane Parkinson I will tell your mother about third year."

In their third year Madame Parkinson or Pansy, Margarets mom wasn't sure about letting her got to hogesmade, so she didn't get her form signed. Margaret pleaded with y/n who was the deputy headmistress, but she never budged and went along with Pansy. Margaret, instead of following what her mother said, asked James for the invisiblity cloak, she remember the stories James told them about his father and when he was at Hogwarts so, obviously James agreed and let the girl borrow the cloak.