in which a frenchie transfers to hogwarts only to encounter a life changing girl who is more than willing to hop on the entertaining roller coaster that is their friendship.
oc x james potter!
oc x remus lupin!
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ALOISA'S POV
The news had just made its way back to me a second time in Herbology from Remus Lupin. Well myself and James, who at the news stated that he was willingly ready to feed himself to a fanged geranium. I couldn't blame him, I really couldn't. It was beginning to seem that every interaction he had with Aurora would never be a pleasant one as he would have hoped.
After Marlene had hijacked us at the end of our potions lesson in order to tell us the news I could not truly believe the luck my brother was having. Out of all flowers she could have possibly been allergic to it had to have been the daisies James had chosen to give to her in hopes of getting her to forgive him.
It had come to my understanding that in this point in time I truly had no idea what was going through the hazel haired girl's head, other than the fact that she would have to meander from daisies for the rest of her life.
"She's going to hate me. First I burn her favourite book, and then when I try to make it up to her she lands in the hospital wing... for the second time today!" He exclaimed harrowingly, "have I mentioned that yet? The second time."
"Yes, you actually have mentioned that," Remus responded, head perking up from his parchment. "About seven times in the past thirty minutes."
James rolled his eyes, his arms pushing his white folded shirt sleeves further up his forearms in haste. "Well I'm sorry not all people can be as perfect as you Moony," he scoffed, "I'm guessing you've never sent a girl to the wing have you?"
"Oh come on Prongs maybe she'll be grateful." Sirius spoke up his head turning towards us as he took a moment to divert his gaze from the blonde Hufflepuff beside him.
I snorted in clear amusement from my spot next to Remus, "grateful? Why on earth would she be grateful for flowers that gave her an allergy attack?"
"Because now she'll know about her allergy to daisies," he continued, "think about it. You basically did her a favor."
I stared at Sirius; my thoughts incomprehensible at his fanatical idea that she may be utterly grateful to James for unintentionally giving her an allergy attack. And it wasn't that she would be mad, hopefully, but it was that she wouldn't be particularly grateful about the turn of events either.
As the time of our herbology lesson passed we came up with three plausible reactions that Aurora could potentially have.
The first was anger. I would be able to understand that after Dorcas had set her as well as her robes on fire it definitely didn't put her in one of the best moods. So it clearly wasn't the icing on the cake when she began to spontaneously combust due to a bundle of white speckled flowers.
