24th July 1980
"OITCIDELAM ATSI SROM ODNU!"
The entire living room was covered in black smoke once again.
"You don't look as bad as you did when you did it yesterday," Peter mentioned as Opal dropped onto the sofa, her body exhausted.
She let out a sigh. "It's taking too long, and I don't know when I have to stop."
Peter's brows furrowed as he stared at the book.
"What is it this time? I have to do some dangerous tasks." Opal asked, rolling her eyes sarcastically.
"Uhhh, basically," he said, reading carefully. "Spellcaster must acquire the blood of someone trustworthy-"
"That's easy enough,"
"And the blood of evil."
"Fuck." she rubbed her forehead in frustration. "Well the trustworthy part is easy," she looked at him hopeful.
"You want me to do it?" he asked, nervously.
"Pete, you're the only person who knows I'm doing this. If I tell Sirius he'll get mad and if I asked James or Remus they'll probably tell Sirius, please Peter." she said.
He swallowed hard.
"It's only a drop. Not a lot. And if this spell works Peter that means you helped bring everyone back."
He blew out a long sigh. "Okay, I'll do it."
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" she said, excitedly, then paused. "Shit. I still have to get the blood of someone evil."
"Do you think that means You-Know-Who?"
Opal bit the inside of her cheek. "I think so. But how on earth am I supposed to get close enough to get someone of his blood- can the man even bleed?"
"You've got a week." Peter said.
"What are you gonna do, time me?"
He shook his head. "No it says you've got seven days otherwise the spell is void."
"Fuck."
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30th July 1981
One day left.
She had one day left to get a hold of Voldemort's blood. But it wasn't looking good. She had tried nearly everything, gone on every single mission that had been offered, covered for James and Remus two nights in a row but there wasn't even a glimpse of him.
She had grown to realise that she wasn't going to be able to complete the spell, it was inevitable.
She kept at Potter manor waiting for another mission to be announced.
"Where's Potter?" Lily asked, waddling into the meeting room.
"You mean your loving husband?" he asked, popping his head up from a copy of the Daily Prophet.
She sighed, " Yeah, you,"
"Lovely to hear my wife sound so inviting and comforting." James said, sarcastically but his face was anything other.
"I am carrying your child, please shush."
"Anything for you dear," he said, standing up and giving her his heat before kissing her cheek. "What did you want, darling?"
"Alastor wants you, Cas and Benjy to help Diggle with a task, something about transporting muggles away from their home?"
"Benjy's off tonight," James said.
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Written In the Stars ⭒ Sirius Black
Fanfiction~I solemnly swear I am up to no good~ An aspiring Quidditch player, friend, prank enthusiast and 1/5 of the Marauders. Opal Wings has almost everything she wants in life, but one masquerade ball can change things, her best friend could become someth...
