Oh, Merlin

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"Mum, it was so funny." Morgan sat at the table across from Y/N. "Snape came out and then suddenly he was dressed in the most ridiculous clothes. I almost peed myself because I was laughing so hard."

Every week they sat together for dinner, the house elves setting up a separate room for them.

Y/n smiled, imaging what it would look like. "Wow, just wait until he hears about it."

Morgan shook her head gently, a large smile still placed on her face. "Poor Neville, he's going to get so much backlash."

They talked for a bit more, Morgan setting a more vivid image for her mother.

"If you don't mind me asking, what did you see?" Y/n stabbed a sausage with her fork, cutting it down to eating size.

"Uhm." Morgans mouth was full, but as soon as she swallowed she lept into her story. "Mine was Peenywise, from It."

Y/n couldn't help but let out a little chuckle, imagining the movie monster waddling around the classroom.

"Hardly anyone understood." Morgan shook her head, the smile having yet to disappear. "But I put I made it rainbow and couldn't stop laughing."

"It sounds like you had a very fun filled lesson." They continued to chat mindlessly for a while. However, Morgan seemed to have something stuck on the tip of her tongue. Y/N had instantly noticed- after all she did know the young girl like the back of her hand.

"Just spit it out," she said, taking another bite of her sausage.

Morgans cheeks flushed slightly, "I was just wondering something..."

Y/n hummed, encouraging her to continue.

"And, well, I was just wondering what your Boggart looks like." She stuttered over her words, clearly embarrassed about the matter.

The older of the two was taken back, her own cheeks darkening a little. "Well-uh- I've never faced one."

Morgan watched as her mum tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Why was she lying? Surly it wasn't a big deal. But instead of confronting her, she thought it would be best to play along. "Really? I thought a witch with as much experience as you would've faced one."

Y/n forced a chuckle, looking at her food with a new found interest. "Come to think of it, I think I did see one once. It was a clown." Her statement came out more like a question.

"Oh, I can understand that. Clowns are pretty scary."

They both let out awkwardly forced laughs, then ate in silence. Tension filled the air, both too afraid to break it. And then they both spoke at the same time

"I'm going to the Gryffindor common room."

"I'm going to go to see Remus."

They both instantly stood up, before quickly disposing of their dishes and heading to the door. "See you later, mum."

"Be safe, hunny."  And then they walked in opposite directions.

Y/N speed walked down the hallway, breathing heavily as she searched the castle. She eventually found him in his classroom, marking his own classes homework.

"Y/N, are you okay? You seem to be breathing quiet heavily." He didn't even lift his glance from the parchment.

"Morgan told me about how her class challenged the boggart today."

At this, Remus put the work on the table and lifted his glance to his sister. "And?"

"You didn't tell me you found one."