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✧. * 013. The Marauders Map ✧. *

T H E M A R A U D E R S M A P

"Are you guys finally letting me use the damn map?"

IT WAS A RELIEF to hear that Harry could re​turn on Mon​day. Aurora, Hermione and Ron had visited Harry everyday and filled him in on everything. In between classes, Aurora would go to the hospital wing and chat with Harry, before getting sent off by a grinning Madam Promfrey.

Draco spent much of their next Po​tions class do​ing De​men​tor im​ita​tions across the dun​geon; Ron finally cracked, fling​ing a large, slip​pery crocodile heart at Draco, which hit him in the face and caused Snape to take fifty points from Gryffind​or. Aurora and Ron couldn't stop sniggering after that. Draco truely deserved that. She has notice Atlas too had chuckled as well.

"If Snape's tak​ing De​fence Against the Dark Arts again, I'm go​ing off sick," Ron said, as they head​ed to​wards Lupin's class​room af​ter lunch.

"Me too," Aurora grumbled coming to a halt.

"Check who's in there, Hermione."

Hermione peered around the class​room door.
"It's OK!"

Pro​fes​sor Lupin was back at work. It cer​tain​ly looked as though he had been ill. His old robes
were hang​ing more loose​ly on him and there were dark shad​ows be​neath his eyes; nev​er​the​less, he smiled at the class as they took their seats, and they burst at once in​to an ex​plo​sion of com​plaints about Snape's be​haviour while Lupin had been ill.

"It's not fair, he was on​ly fill​ing in, why should he set us home​work?"

"We don't know any​thing about were​wolves –"

"– two rolls of parch​ment!"

"Did you tell Pro​fes​sor Snape we haven't cov​ered them yet?" Lupin asked, frown​ing slight​ly. The babble broke out again.

"Yes, but he said we were re​al​ly be​hind –"

"– he wouldn't lis​ten –"

"– two rolls of parch​ment!"

Pro​fes​sor Lupin smiled at the look of in​dig​na​tion on ev​ery face. "Don't wor​ry. I'll speak to Pro​fes​sor Snape. You don't have to do the es​say."

"Oh no," Hermione said, look​ing very dis​ap​point​ed.
"I've al​ready fin​ished it!"

Aurora sighed in relief. She hadn't even bothered to make a start on it. Give me a detention, I won't go anyways. She thought to herself.

They had a very en​joy​able les​son. Pro​fes​sor Lupin had brought along a glass box con​tain​ing a
Hinky​punk, a lit​tle one-​legged crea​ture who seemed as though he was made of wisps of smoke, rather frail and harm​less-​look​ing.