I Was Made For Loving You - James Potter

19: detention

A calm, peaceful day. That's all Elodie wanted. But James had gone and gotten her and all of his friends both a detention on the last day before Christmas break? How? You may be wondering. Well, the Marauders had slipped Veritaserum into the school water, so now everyone's secrets had been out in the open.

Turns out McGonagall actually adored the Marauders, Dumbledore confessed to rigging the House Points when a bunch of Slytherins asked him, Lily liked girls, Barty and Evan had been together since the start of the year, and now everyone knew that James and Elodie fake dated.

Elodie had no idea about this little prank, but with their close proximity when it happened, McGonagall assumed she helped. She wanted to smack him for it, because now she was being forced to polish trophies without magic while Sirius tried to grasp the fact that they weren't a real couple for weeks.

"You were so convincing! Why didn't you tell us you were faking?!" He shouted, and Peter just silently polished the trophies in the corner, desperate to leave. "I feel lied to, Prongs. Lied to. Betrayed, hurt."

"If it makes you feel better, it was only fake for like 2 months." Elodie said nonchalantly. "So, we only lied for a few weeks."

"Not helping, babe."

"Maybe warn me before you put truth serum in the school water then! I'm surprised you haven't made the most of it, I'd be asking people for their deepest darkest secrets." Elodie loved drama, she lived for the gossip.

"We should so do that! Come on, I bet the effects are still there. Um, Elodie! Who's your favourite Marauder?" Sirius tested.

"Remus. Easy." Remus grinned, and put his hand on his heart. James looked at her in shock.

"I'm your boyfriend!" James cried, nearly sending the cloth he was holding flying across the room.

"Remus is Remus. Everyone loves Remus."

The lads all hummed in agreement. "James, where's your cloak? Cover for me while I terrorise Reggie." James pulled it out his bag, and Elodie wondered why he took the damned thing everywhere he ever went, but then again it's not the weirdest thing he does. Sirius covered himself in the cloak, and the door opened then closed again.

"What's stopping us from doing magic?" James pondered, pulling out his wand and hesitantly casting a cleaning charm. His jaw dropped when it actually worked, internally screaming at the collected hours he spent scrubbing the damned things over the years.

The rest of them caught on quick, and in a matter of minutes the trophies were absolutely spotless. "Right, now what? We can't leave because Sirius has nicked the damned cloak."

"Elodie's still under Veritaserum-"

"We're not bullying your girlfriend, Prongs." Remus rolled his eyes, and El smiled thankfully. James ignored Remus, and took Elodie's hand.

"Would you break up with me if I dyed my hair red and gold?"

"No but I would make fun of you for it." She spoke, and stood by it. James' hair was one of her favourite physical qualities of his, and she'd be damned if she'd let him ruin it like that.

"Wow, rude. I reckon it would suit me, eh Moons?"

"Els how have you put up with him for 12 months?"

"Well, he's adorable. Good kisser. Funny, nice.." Elodie couldn't stop herself, and she found herself wishing she missed breakfast that morning because this was absolutely humiliating.

"And I love him, now stop asking me questions before I start using dark magic on you all." James' ego had been stroked enough, and he grinned like he had stolen candy from a child.

"Well, I love you too - and you're a good kisser."

"Not adorable, funny and nice?" She teased, and smirked as she watched James stutter like an idiot. "All of those and more! You know I didn't mean it like- oh, you're laughing. Okay, I take it back. You're not funny anymore. Die, we're breaking up."

"Does anyone have an antidote on them?" El asked, and Remus pulled a small vial out of his pocket. "Thankyou, Rem - this is why you're my favourite." She chugged the bottle, pulling a face at the taste of it when Sirius stormed back in.

"He loves me, lads! He doesn't actually hate me!" Sirius forced the cloak off, and Elodie felt overjoyed for Sirius, forgetting entirely about whatever they were all doing. The elder Black spent years thinking his brother had despised him, and now he had the answers he wanted he felt at peace with himself.

"Turns out the ole parents had just been threatening that if he spoke to me, they'd disown him. So he spent like five minutes panicking they'd find out, then we actually hugged. Can you believe this shit?! I'm still in shock, what the fuck?" He spoke.

"Oh, you cleaned fast."

"Yeah, turns out there was no physical spell stopping us from using magic." James informed. "But I'm truly happy for you, mate. I'm glad you found that out, hopefully you can get him out of there and have a brother again."

McGonagall came in twenty minutes later, satisfied with their punishment, and let them out a couple minutes early. The Marauders felt on top of the world, successfully pranking teachers and the headmaster? They were going down in history for that. They'd always look back on the memory of finding out from Minnie herself that they were her favourite students.

And James did promise to Elodie that he wouldn't dye his hair red and gold, simply because he too treasured it too much. So, she could rest easy for the night. She had her cases packed by 7:30, being invited to spend Christmas with the Potter's again, this time as an actual couple.

James had given them a quick run down on Elodie's history, with her permission, and they had assured her there was a place for her at their home whenever she needed it. And she couldn't be more grateful. She finally had a family that loved her for who she was, and not what house she was sorted into.

She hadn't made contact with her family, no owl explaining where she was going in case they decided they wanted her at the last minute. She didn't want them, she wanted Euphemia and Fleamont Potter.

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!AUTHORS NOTE!
little filler :))))