Sinowi

In which Mariana grabs the goat by it's beard

3 years before

"Stop doing that!" Marlene pouted, still teary eyed from the previous scenes. 

"The suspense is killing me!" a second year groaned. 

"Yeah, but we're also going to know what happened with that blonde woman with those weird ass legs." her friend, that hadn't stop thinking about that, was bouncing in her seat in excitement. 

The hall suddenly remembered that Mariana really had been threatened by a half woman, half goat, half... cyborg? creature some scenes ago. 

"Eh, Mariana, care to explain?" a Hufflepuff turned to her, worried. 

"Oh. That's an..." she squinted her eyes, trying to remember. "Empousa. Their manicure hurts like hell." Mariana shrugs, snacking on a chocolate bar she got out of nowhere. 

"Hey! That's min-" Remus' cry was covered by the screen starting again. 

The man preparing her order, Tomás, ignored the long cuts in Mariana's face and arms. It was their non verbal agreement: she ordered food enough for five people and the employees of 'La Palapa' ignored how bruised up she arrived. There was a reason why it was her favorite restaurant. 

"Tacos! Now I remember!" someone nodded. 

"5 orders of tacos: 2 al pastor and 3 of carnitas." Tomás passed her the first plastic bag. "1 special baked potato and half an order of quesadillas." then the second bag was ready. "And an horchata, 3 coca colas, and a bottle of water."

"That looks delicious" Sirius' mouth watered. "I definitely need to try that."

"True" half of the students said at the same time. 

Mariana just ignored him.

Mariana nodded as she payed, grabbing the full order in her least bruised arm. "Thanks."

She walked to the door, yawning against her arm. 

"What happened to you this time." Tomás suddenly asked, making her freeze on her spot. "You look worse than usual."

"Uhhhhhh..." Mariana hesitated, trying to find a believable excuse. "Wild raccoon?" before he could call out her bullshit, she fled. 

꧁꧂

In a nearby park, just in front the run down mexican restaurant, a figure could be seen resting in one of the benches, with two plastic bags carefully positioned in front of her. 

"It doesn't make sense..." she had already called Santiago from the nearby phone cabin to inform him of what happened. It didn't make sense for him either, and also nearly gave him a heart attack. 

An empousa? In London? They weren't common in this continent: they preferred half-blood infested areas (like the big cities back in America), or bars with happy hours. 

"Good for them" "Not the time, Connor!"

Empousas weren't a big deal. Sure, they had big claws, bitchy attitudes, and a deep hate for half bloods. Their skin was like solid metal, and some of them were capable of doing magic. Not so difficult to kill, but still dangerous. 

"Kill?" Molly screeched. 

Bellatrix covered her ears, annoyed. "I swear, you dirty redhead blood traitor, if you don't shut up I'll Avada Kedavra you in this same moment!"