The Marauders Next Gen - yr 2

Chapter 12

"Mark Wood." Seb said, cheeks turning pink as Stella squealed.
"No way! Oliver's brother!" She said in a big pitched voice.
"Yes but you can't tell anyone." He said. Stella put her hand up to her mouth and made a zipping signal before flicking her fingers as if throwing away a key. They smiled hugged again than went their seperate ways. Even though Stella had promised she felt as if she was letting Shelby down by not telling her.

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"Hey Padfoot where were you?" Emily askes as Stella arrives in the great hall...... Again.
"Went for a walk." She answers. The girls pick up that she wasn't in the best mood and stopped.
Lucky for them the entertainment had arrived.
"Hey Boys." Shelby said as she pecked Seb on the cheek.
After everyone had sat down and eaten something the questioning started.
"So ladies, your start of year prank was delayed, what's happening now?" Oliver asked as they other boys nodded in agreement. Before the girls could answer Stella cut in.
"Guys where's Ella?" The group looked around. "And Eathen?"
"Oooh la la." Shelby said. Earning a laugh from the group.
"I dont know," Emily said. "Something doesnt feel right."
And as if on cue the large wood doors heave open.
And in waltzes Eathen, a large red mark crossing over his face.

"Wow, dude what happened to you?" Seb asked scanning they now obvious slap mark. For some reason he wouldn't meet the girls eyes.
"Nothing. Just some girl." He muttered poking his eggs.
The girls looked between each other, than each rose and bolted out of they great hall.

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The girls were right. There laying on her unmade bed was Ella. Tucked in the fetal position with tears streaming down her rosie cheeks.
"Wormy." Shelby sighed and moved in to hug her. The girls stayed huddled like that until their arms began to cramp.
"I am gonna go beat the magic out of that..." Shelby didn't let Stella finish.
"Pads we just got you back, you can't get expelled!"
"Yeah and are you even meant to be in school?" Ella asked through sniffles. Stella pondered on this before shrugging.
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The rest of the day was spent eating lollies and ignoring the boys completely, which was apparently torture for Oliver, Dean and Seb.
But the girls had made up their mind.
"So, if We're not allowed to hurt, I mean hex, him." Stella started, the girls bringing their attention to her. "How's about we prank him?!"
A smirk played on each of the girls faces as they began to plan revenge.

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Hey guys! Sorry I've been so inactive lately! I've been on holidays and still managed to fracture my arm! I know this chapter was kind crap but I still wanted to post something. (Even if it is late)
-Padfoot