Finder
ˈfīndər/
noun
a person who finds someone or something.
This is the story of a girl.
A finder...
That couldn't even find herself.
Logan Moore has a secret. Soon she will discover that secrets have the power to turn lives upside down.
Marauder...
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February came, and with it, promise of a bright future. Logan couldn't be happier with the way her life was turning out, she had an amazing group of friends, the Marauders, a sweet boyfriend, and she even found a father like figure in her mentor, Newt. The only thing wrong was her deep dark secret that she tried her best to hide.
It was February 14th and Fabian was talking her out on a date.
"So where do you want to go?" He asked her as they headed towards Hogsmeade.
"You asked me on a date without planning where we would go until the last minute?" Logan asked.
"...yes?"
She laughed and took his hand.
"Let's go wherever the wind takes us!" She suggested, closing her eyes and becoming one with the cool breeze.
They walked together with their eyes closed until Logan ran into something solid, knocking her to the ground and bringing Fabian with her.
"Ow!" Fabian yelped.
Logan looked up to see what they had ran into.
"Remus! Peter, James, Sirius, what is up my bros?"
"Umm..." Remus said.
"What on Earth were you two doing?!" Sirius asked.
"Going with the flow." Fabian replied, getting up before offering Logan a hand up.
"Um, what?" Peter asked.
"We decided to go wherever the wind took us!" Logan exclaimed.
James and Sirius exchanged glances before James pat her on the head saying, "I see..."
"James!" She moved away from his hand, "It wasn't a stupid idea!"
"Sure thing." He replied.
"Ugh, you're impossible!" She groaned.
"And yet you love me anyways."
Logan rolled her eyes and took Fabian's hand.
"Come on, let's go somewhere we won't be ridiculed!" She said.
They walked into the Three Broomsticks and took a seat at a table.
"Logan..." Fabian began, "Say, what do you reckon is in the Shrieking Shack?"
"The Shrieking Shack?! Um, I dunno... maybe a dying cat?"
"Logan, I'm being serious!" Fabian said.
"No, you're being Fabi- oh gosh! I'm sorry, spending so much time with the Marauders has James and Sirius rubbing off on me!"
