Hazard Twins

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"They're up to something again," spoke Allegra, watching as (Y/N) entered the common room via the portrait, a small pile of books hooked under her arm. Marlene followed along, a bright smile on her lips as she waved over to Isolde and the Marauders around a table in the corner of the tower room. Peter seemed to be the center of attention, shaking with terror as he looked around with suspicion. Jumping at every shadow and every noise that seemed out of place. Sirius, James, and Remus tried their best to find what had pushed Peter to the point that he was scared of everything, more than normal. On the other hand, Isolde tried her hardest to offer soft comfort.

"Hey Wolffe," Ulrica almost yelled, a wicked grin painted on her lips, malice shimmering in her eyes, as she left the comfort of the armchair near the fire. Samantha, Georgie, and Allegra watched as if they were about to watch the next episode of their favorite soap opera. (Y/N) On the other hand, didn't pay much attention. She'd habitually ignored those brave enough to call her by her last name outside her circle and the professors. "Yeah, you, I'm talking to you," arrogantly added Ulrica as if she was somehow under the impression when she spoke, everyone should listen to what she had to say. It was as if she believed herself to be the greatest witch and that she should be the center of the universe.

"Tell us, Marlene," condescendingly started Allegra, turning her attention on the only other with (Y/N), intending to spread the torment to a previous victim. Although it was clear, Marlene was no longer the timid girl she'd previously been. She was more confident and happier now and knew her place. "What are you and this weirdo up to?"

"You claim to be smart; figure it out," replied Marlene with a sharp edge to her words. Her comment struck so quickly it had taken Allegra back a little bit, surprised her even.

"Is there a problem here?" came the voice of Finnick Hazard, one of Gryffindor's prefects. His twin sister Fennec was another and the Gryffindor Quidditch team captain. Both twins were known for giving doses of tough love but did so because they cared. There had been countless times Finnick had tutored those who fell behind or curved (Y/N) mischief before it got out of hand, just as Fennec could single-handedly keep the Marauders in check and scare the heebie-jeebies out of anyone.

"Actually, there is," spoke Samantha, her wickedness remained intact as she sauntered over to the growing group. Clearly, her intentions were anything but honest, but Finnick turned his attention to her. "Marlene, (Y/N), and the Marauders are up to something again. If the secrecy is anything to go by, then it's against the school rules and will cost our house valuable points," she worded, attempting to get the six in trouble and further scare Peter into joining them.

"And they won't tell anyone what it is when asked. I suspect the books will tell us, though," added Georgie, joining the rest of her friends. The same malicious smirk appeared on her features. She wanted to cause trouble, to hurt someone; it was her hobby. Three years later, she still felt disappointed and angry at the sorting hat for placing her in Gryffindor rather than Slytherin.

Where the group of girls hoped to see reluctance and even fear in (Y/N)'s eyes, they were met with confusion. When Fennec appeared and asked to see the pile of books she'd gotten from the library, (Y/N) had complied and wordlessly handed them over, no trace of fear present. After all, she had nothing to hide. Fennec instantly noticed at least one book out of the ordinary but didn't question it. (Y/N) was smart for her age and creative, too, especially with her little experiments.

"Advanced DADA and spells?" asked Fennec, moving her braided hair over her shoulder, a small grin appearing on her lips mere seconds later. "This is difficult for most grown-ups to achieve," she commented, assessing the other books. Anyone else Fennec would have questioned it more, but with the often curious metamorphmagi before her, there was little need to.

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