❝𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲?❞
❝𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦.❞
𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 had a few, perhaps a little or more than a palm of qualms in his life. First up was the whole "The Boy-Who-Lived" shenanigans, then there was an ungodly am...
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LVIII. MALADIES OF SOME MEMORIES
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"And I know I make the same mistakes every time
Bridges burn, I never learn, at least I did one thing right"
THE HOLIDAYS HAD TAKEN AN unexpected turn this year, and Marjorie Evermore was certain she had never experienced anything quite like it.
To be fair, she didn't think she ever had a normal holiday in general. Before this, her holidays were spent with Dede in the lonely confinements of Evermore Manor, and if not with Dede, it'd be with her father and his spells. Then there was last year, when she had run away and was brought to Grimmauld Place. Can't exactly say that was normal. She was so sure that this year would be it — that this year would be different, a genuine holiday with warmth and peace, but she had been naïve to believe that but considered herself naive for even thinking of that in the first place.
This festive season was marked by a series of startling events — none more jarring than the visit from the Minister of Magic and the uninvited guests who had followed. It was honestly pretty lucky that everyone came out alive — clearly, they were only trying to lure Harry out, which almost succeeded... which also prompted the surroundings around the Burrow to double in security measures. But that wasn't the most exciting part; it was the fact that in the middle of all this, she had decided to turn away from her mind momentarily and follow what her heart wanted: Her wants was Harry Potter, and that was exactly what she had gotten.
"Do I have to go to work today?" Percy's voice cut through the morning chatter with an edge of frustration. A few days after the New Year, as Harry, Ron, Marjorie, and Ginny were preparing to return to Hogwarts, Percy's reluctance to leave for work with Bill was becoming a source of endless complaints at breakfast.
"Yes, you do," Anya snapped for what felt like the thousandth time, her patience wearing thin as she sipped her tea. "Go to work with Bill and Fleur and stop whining about it."
Marjorie shot an exasperated glance at her brother. Just days before, Percy had been mercilessly sarcastic about her impulsive chase after Harry into the fire. Now, he couldn't stop grumbling about her leaving for Hogwarts. It was grating.
"Marie!" Percy's voice broke through Marjorie's thoughts, causing her to jolt in her seat.
"What?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at her brother's intrusion.
"Tell my wife that you need me — your older brother — to see you off!" Percy insisted, his tone a mixture of indignation and determination as he looked at Anya, who merely rolled her eyes.
