Chapter 15
Marlene's POV
I play with my necklace in between my fingers as I anxiously wait for Reggie to come pick me up for the Malfoy/Black wedding. After the school year ended, my parents had a sit down with me and educated me about our family's secret magic. My life really has strayed from the original. JK Rowling has never mentioned any of this, AT ALL. Dad has been extra cautious since Dumbledore informed him of my magic slip up on the castle grounds. Snitch.
True to his words, everyone involved on that full moon night didn't remember a thing. Snape seemed to have forgotten and claimed that he didn't want to humor the Marauders any longer. The Marauders went on as if everything was ordinary. Barty, Reggie and Dora didn't even mention that night as if they didn't follow me out of the castle walls.
Lily and Severus were, of course, suffering on their own with Lily heartbroken with what her childhood friend and ex boyfriend had called her and Severus regretful and depressed – well extra depressed – about what he had said in the heat of the moment and Lily's ultimate rejection of him. I decided to meddle and locked the two of them in a compartment during the train ride back to London. After the first loud argument, I placed a silencing charm on the doors to prevent others from hearing their conversation. I thought my efforts were in vain and my meddling may have worsened things but when I looked back into the compartment after about half an hour, I was surprised to see the pair locked lips in a passionate kiss. I had to look away as I blushed at the scene. I definitely did change things. I do hope James doesn't hate me for meddling but I do quite like Lily and Severus together.
Anyhow, my parents told me what they know about our family magic. They said that our family never had anyone utilize Chaos magic for at least 6 generations now. I guess 7 is the lucky number. Dad has reminded me over and over about regulating my emotions now that I have used the magic once. There's no telling what may happen if I had an intense emotional outburst again. I feared that what I processed was dark magic but they told me otherwise. Dad said Chaos magic isn't necessarily light or dark. It's mostly gray. What is dangerous is the users who utilize the magic itself. If they control their emotions then they're able to do great things with it. If they lose control of their emotions, they in turn will lose themself. Dad has given me a necklace and ring as a magical emotional fidget, whatever that means. I was just told to touch it and play with it if I ever feel anxious, upset, sad, or any emotion that isn't within the normal. Other than the overprotectiveness they have now projected upon me, my parents are still the same. They still love me lots and don't ask much of me, which I'm grateful for. I was worried they'd be scared of me, but they haven't looked at me differently.
Today is the day we have decided to infiltrate the Malfoy manor and steal Tom Riddle's diary. Reggie and Dora were invited to Lucius and Narcissa's wedding by extension of their pureblood families of Black and Lestrange, respectively. Reggie is inviting me as his date while Dora is inviting Barty as her date. While everyone is enjoying the wedding, we plan to sneak away and look for the diary. Reggie had a magical purse that would hold and conceal the dark article without detection. Then he'll have his house elf, Kreacher, transport it back to his room for safekeeping without leading to any suspicion. It was the perfect plan.
I look down at my dress once again and continue to fidget with my necklace.
__________Flashback__________
"Do you have a red dress?" Reggie asked me offhandedly.
"Red?" I repeated while thinking out loud, "my parents were Gyffindors so I'm sure mum has some red dresses that'll fit me. Wait, are you planning on wearing red?!"
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Harry Potter Isekai - Marauders Era
FanfictionSynopsis: You have worked hard to get far in life. Being a middle class working adult is difficult in the current world we live in but you still do your best to make those around you happy despite not being happy yourself. One evening on your way to...