The Fifth Marauder (Under Editing)

Chapter 5: To Hide or To Seek

Adelle wrote a two and a half page apology to Remus, but three hours later, when she went to bed, the diary was still green.

‘I’m sure he will have read it by morning,’ she told herself.

But she was wrong. The days turned into weeks, and always it remained green.

‘How could he possibly think I would write that?’

Adelle had stopped talking to her brother completely, and didn’t even leave the house to meet up with Severus and Lily anymore. She wasted away the rest of the holiday in her room. She read the diary over and over again, truly baffled by what her brothers little prank had cost her.

As the new school year approached, she was forced out of the house by her father, to collect her school things from Diagon Alley. Adelle tucked the diary inside her jacket, and trudged out of the house. As they drove into London, Adelle stared drearily out of the window.

“So what do you need this year?” her father asked Adam, “Bit ridiculous if you ask me, just how much money am I to be expected to shell out each year? You’d think they’d take into account, the fact that I have to buy everything in twos. Of course, if you’d been in the same house...” he said, giving Adelle an accusing look through the rear view mirror, “... You might have been able to share a few things.”

Adelle ignored him.

“It’s just a couple of books,” said Adam softly, “...And Adelle needs a broom.”

Both Adelle and her father looked at Adam in shock.

“What do you need a broom for?” he asked. It was the first time in a year that he had spoken to her directly.

“Quidditch,” Adam answered for her, “She’s got a note. Go on, show him.”

Adelle looked at Adam, untrustingly.

“Well?” said her father.

Adelle reached cautiously into her jacket and pulled out the note.

He snatched it eagerly out of her hands, and pulled the car over, just to read it.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he snapped.

Adelle shrugged.

“Says here, you’d make a fair Seeker,” he said eying her suspiciously.

“More than fair, you should have seen her Dad, she was great!” Adam smiled.

Adelle frowned at him.

“Right then,” said their father, in amazement, “I guess we’ll, get you a broom then.”

“But I thought you were shelling out too much money as it was,” Adelle said drearily.

“Nah,” scoffed Mr Ardette, “We’ll just have to make a stop at Gringotts, is all, I suppose you need one too?” he turned to Adam, “You’re trying out too, of course?”

Adam looked nervously at the ground, “Well, I’m...”

“There are no available spots on the Slytherin team this year,” Adelle cut in.

Adam looked at her appreciatively.

Adelle kept her stern demeanour, “Everyone from last year is still there.”

“Oh,” said their father, looking annoyed and disappointed, “I guess we’ll get you a broom next year then? It’s probably for the best anyway, wouldn’t want to cut into your mother’s wine money.”