❝ LET'S FAKE DATE ❞
❝ PARDON, WHAT ❞
IN WHICH Ember White and James Potter,
fueled by rotten limerence, curate an
elaborate game to break up the people they
love in the midst of a war.
𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖯𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗑...
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LIMERENCE the rewrite - J.P. ! ( "When the season starts, I'm blowing Slytherin so hard." )
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GIGGLES ESCAPED BREATHLESSLY through the two girl's chests as hair flew behind then and feet hit harshly against stone floors. Every racing step to get to class rushed through her brain. Only a month into Hogwarts, Ophelia and Ember had broken their record of being early, or on time, to classes. This time, however, they had been granted unlucky and only awoke when River O'Conner had frantically knocked on their dorm room wondering why the two had not yet woken up.
It was then that Ophelia decided today was the worst in existence, and therefore she would turn into an evil grouch. As they ran through the halls, Ember had to fight the strong urge to laugh everytime Ophelia made a loud complaint through her struggled breaths. Their feet had just began to climb down the winding stairs of the dungeon when Ophelia broke the labored silence. "Ember Estelle-" she choked out in anger. "Slow your ass down right now!" Ophelia yelled.
"I'll slow down when we're not going to be so late Sluggy kicks us out!" Ember said back to her, less angered and more stressed. "Ophelia, you skip classes all the time, I don't. This is a very difficult situation for me and I think we should all mourn my sadness and grief and destruction of my future at this terrible-"
