'Like Atlas held too much
I feel crushed under this love
'Cause with those nectar lips
And ambrosia hips
Boy, you've become my drug'
-achilles heel by j. maya
we are the descendants
of the wild women you forgot
we are the stories you thought
would n...
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ɪ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴠᴀᴘᴏʀɪsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴘʀᴇ-ᴀʟɢᴇʙʀᴀ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ
𝐃umbledore had decided to make the experience of listening to these books more comfortable. With the wave of his hand, the Great Hall's long tables were gone. Instead, the floor was a mattress and there were blankets and pillows and cushions everywhere. In the back, there were armchairs and sofas for the teachers and members of the Order.
After greeting all 10 demigods properly, Remus had given his adoptive daughter a kiss on her temple before leaving her with her friends. He knew she would want to sit with them. It was understandable, given how much the group had been through together. They had been through a lot together.
Valeria Feyre Di Angelo had a hard life. And she was about to be force to relive some of the hardest parts all over again. Remus was also about 90% sure some of the things he would hear were things his daughter hadn't felt comfortable sharing with him. He couldn't fault her for it. She had been through some pretty traumatic shit. It was normal to keep some things to yourself in those circumstances. But to make things even worse, they had an audience. A group of people he knew Valeria didn't particularly care for. Yeah, he was about to make sure she was as comfortable as she could be given the circumstances. And if that meant not having her glued to his side like when she was a child, he could live with it. His daughter had grown up a lot from the 11 year old whose mother died in front of her. She changed a lot. She didn't need Remus to protect her from all the monsters and nightmares anymore.
What seemed to bother Molly Weasley was that they both looked at ease in a way that they had never looked before. The only times where Molly had seen the young girls look relaxed was when it was just the two of them in a corner or when they were with either Fred and George or Remus. She thought for a time that maybe they were dating so that was why they seemed so much more comfortable on their own.
But apparently she was wrong. The two might have been dating but it clearly wasn't each other. Valeria had been particularly close to the black haired boy with the same sea-foam green eyes as Maristela and the Black heir. And Maristela had gone and kissed the pretty girl with stormy grey eyes and blond hair before attacking the hispanic boy with a hug (which made Molly wonder if she was dating both of them).
She watched them both. They had both discarded their robes to reveal their uniforms. The girls sat with blankets on their skirt covered laps. Maristela had loosened her tie and undone her top button. Valeria had completely taken her Slytherin tie off and undone a couple more than her friend. They looked so unbothered and content as they sat with the other girls. Maristela layed down on her girlfriend's lap. Valeria had her legs crossed with her elbows on her knees. Her pretty face was cradled between her fists. They all seemed to be smiling fondly at as the blonde girl who had introduced herself as Annabeth who was talking about something.
Molly narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Valeria, Maristela, dears," she called. The young women shared a look before they glanced over. The other girls looked over too, her eyebrows furrowed. "Come sit with us," Molly waved towards her kids and the two kids she had practically adopted.
