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❝ i feel like the dumb blonde ❞
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THURSDAY, OCTOBER 27th 1977"She almost took poor Lupin's eye out with her wand" Mallory giggles and I roll my eyes as my friends laugh.
"Did he take you somewhere nice?" Pandora asks dreamily, pushing her breakfast around on her plate.
"Yeah, somewhere quiet" Evan winks at me suggestively.
"You promised you wouldn't tell anyone" I snap at Mallory in annoyance.
"They don't count" Mallory waves me off as Evan, Pandora and Regulus give me smug looks from across the table.
"They're people, aren't they?" I argue, elbowing her.
"But they're not just anyone" Mallory counters "We're best friends, Angel"
"Yeah, it's our job to tease you" Regulus agrees.
"So tell me, Angel, did he whisk you away to do the devil's tango?" Evan teases mercilessly and I throw a spoon at him, causing him to gasp in disbelief as he dodges it.
"You did look a little ruffled when you got back to the dorm" Mallory hums in deep thought.
"Not as ruffled as she looked after he tugged her out of the library the other day" Pandora comments.
"You're right" Mallory gasps, looking at me with wide eyes.
"Oh, Merlin" I groan.
Before the four of my friends can continue to tease me, I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn to see the skittish looking face of Peter Pettigrew.
"Peter" I greet him in a confused tone.
"I need to tell you something" He says nervously, his eyes flickering around the Slytherins who are definitely glaring him down.
"Can't it wait until later, Pete?" I frown, shooting a fierce glare at Alecto who has her eyes narrowed threateningly at Peter.
"Not really" He shrugs.
"Not really?" I question.
"It's Moony" He says, concern clear as day on his face.
"What about him?" I demand, jumping to my feet and ignoring the confused stares of my peers.
"He's in the hospital wing" Peter declares and my eyes widen.
Without hesitation, I swing my legs over the wooden seat and make a move to start running but I slip, cursing loudly as Peter catches me. I mutter a thank you, darting towards the door of the great hall and Peter rushes after me in surprise at my fast pace.
"Slow down!" Peter squeaks in surprise as I take a sharp turn around the corner.
We reach the hospital wing and I burst through the door to find it completely empty except a bed containing Remus Lupin and two chairs pulled up next to it, containing a tired looking James and Sirius.
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