The Marauders Next Gen - yr 2

Chapter 6

After Stella's departure the girls had skipped the rest of their classes. They went to the shrieking shack and definitely didn't cry, what are you talking about. Stella on they other hand didn't have time to cry. She was stepping into the fireplace and saying diagon ally, before she really knew what was going on.

She popped out in a small ally way between olivanders and the quill store.
"Meet me outside the Quidditch shop." Stella read off the small piece of parchment SlugHorn gave her. It had the time and place of their meeting. She found it rather odd, meeting in somewhere so inconvenient.
Stella began walking through the small crowd of witch's and wizards. There weren't that many people at the store, but her eyes soon fell on a rather rugged looking man. He had longish black hair which looked like it had never been brushed. Even though she had never met her father, she was somewhat drawn to him.
"Excuse me," Stella squeaked her normal confident voice gone. The man turned away from the fire bolt display he was looking at and looked down at Stella.
"Stella?" He asked tears filling his eyes. He pulled her into a sudden hug, which Stella didn't enjoy. His hair smelled as bad as it looked and his coat was scratching her cheeks.
"Ummmm yeah." Suddenly she was being pulled out the door and through a maze of shops and stalls.
"Hey, where are we going?" She asked while trying to pry her hand free. Her father just looked at her and put his finger to his lips. They passed through a little area that smelled of blood and old food. Stella was kinda scared to be honest.

Finally they came to a stop outside of a small shop, the sign above the door said, Freddy's Furniture .
"It's a lot better looking inside." Her dad adds, noticing the hesitation on Stella's face.
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"Hey girls." Honey Weasley chirped skipping over to where the three girls sat, "where's Stella?"
"She left." Was all Emily grunted, before she went back to eating her cheesy bun.
"What! Why?" Honey asked innocently, obviously just trying to be friendly.
"She got sick of your face." Shelby snapped, Ella shot her a glare telling her that was rude. None of the girls had been all that cheery since Stella left. But hopefully that would change as Shelby had her first game of Quidditch that weekend.
"Listen guys, I don't think Stella would really want us to dwell." Emily said carefully.
"Yeah well tell that to Dean." Seb said, sitting down and pecking Shelby on the lips. He was right. Dean had gone back to being a traditional snobby Malfoy. He was bullying people and just being rude.
As he sauntered over to the group, with his usual gloomy face he sighed.
"She's not coming back is she." Dean said, more to himself than they others. Ella shook her head. " I keep thinking this is just a bad dream, and that I am going to wake up."
"I know, she doesn't even know the guy, and yet they let her go with him." Emily mutters slamming her now crumpled bun onto her plate.
"Ladies, May I talk to you in my office?" Their Defence against the dark arts teacher, Jason Riddle, asked them.

A/N oooooooh shits about to go downnnnnnnn!!!!!!!! What do you guys think about it so far?? 
-Padfoot