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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"Wha- no!" Remus protested.
"And you went recently." She added.
"Logan-" James began.
"And you went without me."
"How did you even find out?" Sirius asked.
"I went to explore there today... with Fabian."
Remus shifted uncomfortably.
"And?" Peter asked.
"And I found this!" She took out the shirt.
"That could belong to anyone-"
"Remus wore this shirt several times this year, and it smells like chocolate. So unless Remus has been sharing clothing with other chocolate loving boys, I think it's his."
"Logan... what is this about?" Remus asked.
"This is about you! All of you! I don't know what I did to make you exclude me on your little adventure, but you could at least have the decency to- to- agh! I don't know!" She ranted.
Logan sat down on a conveniently provided chair.
"I thought we were a team."
"We are, But-"
"But you've been keeping an amazingly creepy but awesome hiding place away from me? What, do you guys have your secret little meetings in there without me?"
"No!" Peter exclaimed.
Logan looked up.
"I really like you Logan and I think you are an amazing person, but you don't know the whole story." Remus said.
"So tell me!"
The boys exchanged glances.
"Or not." She got up to leave but Remus put his hands on her shoulders and stopped her.
"Logan?"
"Umm hmm?"
"Look at me?"
She bit her lip.
"Please?"
She looked up into his eyes.
"Remember when you told me you had a secret? But you weren't ready to share it yet?" He asked her.
She nodded.
"Well, I had- have a secret too."
"Remus, you know you can tell me anything."
He let go of her shoulders.
"Just do it, mate." Sirius said.
"Anything, Remus... anything."
"I'm a werewolf."
Logan's eyes widened in shock. He waited. He waited for the screaming. He waited for the running. He waited for the "you're a monster" speech. He waited... but it never came.
