"SIRIUS BLACK GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP. WE'VE GOT TWO LITTLE LOVEBIRDS TO ANNOY!!"
All Ivy got in reply was a grunt and a quiet mumble, "Shut the fuck up, I'm trying to sleep."
She did not take that well. Let's just say that Sirius shot out of bed and raced into the bathroom before you could say "Black". Hand in hand, the pair skipped to the griffindor dorms, catching up on their old memories, from Sirius helping her revise for her O.W.L.S (for she had taken them early), to them causing mischief with the marauders map. But Sirius noticed that she was off. He always did.
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The day before
"SIRIUS BLACK YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE!!"
Once again, the boy with pale skin and stormy grey eyes had done something to royally piss of his mighty best friend: Ivy.
"BOI, IF U DON'T GET UR SLIMY NON EXISTENT ASS RIGHT HERE, YOU'LL REGRET EVER. FUCKING. CROSSING. ME."
Said boy-with-non-existent-ass was currently running for his sorry life, since Ivy was a girl who kept her word. The red and green robes fluttered and flew through the corridors, one out for revenge and one out to try and stay in one piece.
Sirius skidded to a stop in front of the entrance into the great hall and miraculously managed to walk in without looking suspiciously out of breath (the quidditch had done him good), then turned to smirk at the seething Ivy. She settled at the green-silver decorated table.
"DON'T THINK YOU GOT AWAY WITH THIS."
She mouthed across the hall, then proceeded to settle to eat dinner.
The evening was in full swing, Rye, Ivy and Willow talking animatedly at the Slytherin table, Sirius jabbing Casper in the ribs and teasing James, Fen and Harper probably revising at the Ravenclaw table. A small onslaught of owls swooped over the students and staff, as common as any other night, of course there were some late letters that couldn't arrive in time for breakfast, and so they were let out for dinner. The majority were simply overbearing first-year parents, who check in more often than the staff themselves. Which is why it was a great surprise when a fluffy white owl perched itself next to Ivy, who was mid-conversation, sharing copious amounts of gossip with Regulus.
The cloudy owl stuck out a worm out leg towards Ivy, a letter tied to it with a deep purple ribbon.
Ivy gently untied the letter and stroked the owl, and the clever creature flew away promptly, leaving Ivy, who quickly tucked the letter into her pocket and turned back to Regulus, with a small, confused frown and a nauseatingly unsettling feeling already settled into her gut and wringing at her throat.
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It was 8:00pm and Ivy was sitting on her bed, a towel slung around her neck and she was frowning at what was in her hands. The unopened letter sat in her lap, and the crimson wax seal of St. Mungo's stared her in the face, as if taunting her. She whipped out her golden knife and sawed through the smooth wax and pulled out the letter held within.
It dropped out of her hands, onto the soft carpeted floor. Her body was rigid, her face frozen, and no matter how hard anyone tried she wouldn't come back to reality. She was in a physical state of shock.
Okay, so this was a group effort from me (kokomi493) and symphonyoframen
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Shocking!! Poor Ivy and her gf 😭. Ty for reading, we look forward to chp 5 👀
Helloo, second author like from a while in the future-. Well I just wanted to sayyy, merry Christmas!! The day we're updating this is Boxing Day for us so I wanted to write a lil joyful message :).
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Gaying and Slaying in Hogwarts
FanfictionTime to go back. Way back. Back to the marauders era. Hogwarts. Gayness. Fluff. That's all that needs to be said. UPDATES EVERY MONDAY
