UPTOWN GIRL | Marauders Era

16 | a battle for the ages

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ALICE WAS ECSTATIC when Perenelle told her of the (semi) success of the first steps in their plan. Though two days later, Perenelle had yet to hear from Gideon Prewett.

It was disheartening, hadn't he been following her around only days earlier? Despite Alice's objections Perenelle couldn't help but suspect that the older boy had changed his mind when it came to clearing the air between them.

Perenelle however tried not to let this discourage her, even though it left a heavy feeling on her heart. A heavy feeling that she hadn't experienced since the first time she had decided Gideon Prewett was a lost cause and waste of time. Though that had been a different scenario— this time it wasn't a matter of the heart, a to fancy or not to fancy? But a matter of cordialness, and perhaps even a possible friendship.

It was weighing heavier on her mind— heavier so than the issue of Sirius. She had told Alice about the bizarre way in which Sirius had questioned her, though the Gryffindor girl merely rolled her eyes.

"He's so dramatic" She had teased, "He thinks it's a conspiracy and went on about it our whole exploding snap game that night— even James told him that you were probably just being nice and to give it a rest"

The thought of James Potter coming to her defence put a pep in Perenelle's step— even though it was most likely just an attempt to get Sirius to shut his mouth.

She felt incredibly connected to James Potter in that moment— as she too was trying to get an overly dramatic Black to shut their mouth.

"I just don't understand why she's trying so hard" Vaudeline complained from the couch, where she sat filing her nails. Perenelle was trying to mindfully enjoy her book on Astronomy and it's connection to magical abilities but with each turn of a page her sister found another thing to say about the head of Gryffindor house.

"Mcgonagall means well" She said, halfmindedly. She had just reached the chapter on birth dates & their corresponding constellation locations, and how this affected transfigural abilities. Coincidentally transfiguration was also the subject that Professor Mcgonagall taught.

"I don't care if she thinks she means well" the blonde huffed, "it's bloody annoying and invasive"

"So go to Dumbledore then!" Marceline groaned, she was sprawled out on the common room floor, in front of the fireplace they were currently huddled around. The dungeons felt unnaturally cold October through March.

"Yeah, because he'll care" Vaudeline said sarcastically, looking up from her nails to stare poignantly at Marceline, and Perenelle was forced to put down her book.

"I don't know— maybe if the first detention hadn't ended in you and Regulus storming out we wouldn't have a third?" She suggested, the annoyance clear in her voice. She knew there was a chance this could set Vaudeline off— but really, she was desperate to enjoy her book in peace.

Vaudeline didn't respond at first, instead looking at her twin as though she had slapped her. "Whatever." She finally muttered, before going back to her nails.

Their third detention was to be that night, and Perenelle was not looking forward to it. Though unlike Vaudeline she saw no use in complaining. Professor Mcgonagall was not known to go back on her words— so there was really no use in moaning. All they could really do was comply and hope that she figured out on her own that it was a lost cause and a waste of everyone's time.