𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍; 𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫.

𝐱𝐯: 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤

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𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐔𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑. Amara had voiced her concerns to James—he'd become, slowly, her main confidante throughout the course of these past two weeks, and he'd even accompanied her when in the presence of the other girls—and although he agreed that something must be done to push the two feuding boys in the right direction, he was clueless as to what. 

James, Amara, Lily, and Marlene were all sitting in the library—how James was there, without Remus to keep him in check, without Sirius to keep him entertained, was a feat Amara did not quite understand—with their Transfiguration books splayed out in front of them, on a lazy Saturday, four nights from Remus's last transformation of the full moon. Amara and James were side by side, with Marlene across from James and Lily across from Amara. 

Amara had questioned Lily's sudden tolerance for James, but had gotten near nothing in response. Perhaps, she realized with a start of sudden, warm, hope, Lily was finally starting to see the James Amara saw.

However unlikely that was, she tried her best to convince herself it was the only possibility.

"You're almost done," Marlene urged James, tapping her quill on his surprisingly full parchment. "I'd say two more sentences, and you're good to go."

"I've already written everything I have to say," James grumbled. "Also, it's Transfiguration. I don't need this essay—I'm top of the class."

Lily rolled her eyes. "Barely."

"What can I say?" James said, grinning. "I've got natural talent, I suppose."

"Yes," Marlene interjected dryly. "And I've got a rash on my left arse cheek. Now, keep writing."

Amara gave Marlene a disgusted glance, but said nothing. She was glad to find a place of solace for herself, James, and Peter—who was missing the library convention for Gobstones Club—in which they could replace the aching remnant of what they'd had with the Marauders before.

Now that she was really thinking about it, the Marauders had barely even been the Marauders this past year. When Remus came back, just a little more sour than before, and Sirius came back, just a little harder than before; and she, just a little more beat down, they'd all been rather tense.

Especially Remus and Sirius.

Amara leaned back in her chair, staring thoughtfully at the ceiling. Maybe Sirius had been hurting more than she thought, to attack Remus like that. Sirius had been in fights with people like Mulciber, or McLaggen, or Diggory, or even his brother.

But Remus?

Never.

She sighed.

"Oh, shut the hell up, Mar," Marlene snapped. "So your friends are fighting. It happens to everyone, stop being so dramatic."

"I'm not being dramatic."

Lily laughed. "Just a little. I mean, it's just a fight. Haven't you guys had big fights before?"

"Only a few," James said, marking a triumphant period at the end of his last sentence. "But us blokes don't cause that much trouble anyways."

Marlene shook her head in wonder. "I suppose not. Me and Lily used to hate each other. Bad. We'd scream at each other all the time."