BOOK 3 OUT OF 12 OF MY HP SERIES
▪︎ Synopsis ▪︎
Kaia McKinnon was notorious for being aloof and detached, as though she was devoid of any emotional depth. Her peers at Hogwarts had dubbed her the Ice-Cold Witch due to her stoic demeanor. In stark co...
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
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When battle of Hogwarts had finally arrived, a day steeped in preparation and filled with anticipation. They had all suffered losses but were determined to emerge victorious.
The Marauders and their wives, with the exception of Evanie Lupin who was preparing for the birth of their first child, stood together, their resolve hardened by the challenges they had faced.
James glanced at his two best friends, his expression serious but tinged with a hint of irony. "You know," he said, "I always thought if we ever came back to Hogwarts, it would be for a reunion or something, but a battle? I never saw that coming."
Sirius leaned against the stairwell with a nostalgic smile, a laugh escaping his lips as he reminisced, "Ah, the good old days. Coming to school, stirring up mischief, and living life to the fullest. Except, of course, for that one fun night dedicated to our favourite werewolf."
Remus let out a sarcastic huff, feigning indignation. "Yeah, the agonizing fun of those nights," he said wryly.
James leaned forward past Sirius, a smirk playing on his lips as he chimed in, "Back in the day, I would have never guessed that we would be joking about those nights. Look at us now, reminiscing and all."
