Secret

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*Celeste's point of view*


After Lorain and Mum I guess explained everything to the four of us. (Sirius wanted to know to) We all went to James's room. Sirius and Siena lay on the bed and I sit in a chair with James on the floor in front of me.

"So I just want to ask this. Anyone have a secret?" I nod my head.

"I have a secret that only three other people know." I take a deep breath. "When I was little around a toddler. I had wondered of and ran into a werewolf. I tried to run away but I fell then Orion found me. He fought the werewolf, but that was after it bit me." I hang my head then feel people pile on top of me. I groan and laugh at the same time.

"we still love you Cece." I raise my eyebrow and Sirius laughs. "you know James. Remus should be coming over tonight right." James nods his head and Siena and I look at each other with a confused look. "Oh Remus is you other friend. You meet him didn't you Celeste when you and rose attacked me in hugs at the ice cream parlor." I nod my head and play with James's hair.

"I guess since she shared her secret. We can share ours Padfoot." Sirius nods. "We are illegal animangus. Sirius is a dog and I'm a stag." I smile and Siena giggles.

"I'm an animangus too." she shifts into a giant black dog and Sirius changes into a dog. Then James changes into a stag. I laugh and Siena and Sirius circle each other and start playing. I stand up and go to the small balcony. James changes back and walks over to me.

"hey you okay?" I shake my head.

"Not really James. I don't want to hurt you guys during a full moon and the day leading up to it and after it. I almost lose my mind during those times." I sigh and lean on the railing. "I almost killed my best friend James. I'm a monster I don't even know why Orion and Welburga kept me." I sigh and look at my younger brother.


"you are anything but a monster Celeste. You are a strong and beautiful girl who can conquer anything or anyone that challenges you." I smile and James puts his arm around my shoulders.

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