Wayward Girls

Chapter Two

Jas walks inside the hidden home with a red headed boy sent to retrieve her. She just flew on a broom and thankfully her uncle didn't shoot her out of the sky. Probably has something to do with the truce and why she's here. Ron leads the girl up the stairs. Paintings follow her every move, one of which shouts slurs at her. That is a new one, and she's seen statues talk. 

Once they are upstairs, she sees a red head putting her hair up in a pony tail. She has a white streak in it that often relates to those who have experienced death. Everyone who has died and come back have some form of marking to show it. Almost like a medal for conquering her father.

"Abi," Ron calls to her. "This is a transfer student, Jas. Jas, this is my baby sister, Abi."

Jas awkwardly waves.

"So she's doing the same as C did," Abi states. "Cool."

There is a loud crack behind Jas and her instincts automatically kick in. Before her brain can process anything, her foot goes into a stomach. An grunt follows as she turns to see a set of twins. One crumpled in pain while the other is laughing. Abi is also laughing while Ron is in shock.

"Do you have people trying to kill you in America?" he asks.

"Several," the demigod states in a matter of fact tone. "I'm so sorry for hurting you."

"No problem," the one in pain states. "We'll just not Apparate behind you any more."

"And how will you do that?" a joking response follow. The group look at a frizzy hair witch walk out from the room. Jas goes to give Hermione a hug. They met just last summer.

Abi watches as her brother's friend and the new girl hug and mess with each other. The three go into a room while Fred recover. He leans against the railing. Abi climbs onto the railing. It is the fastest way to get to the bottom floor without magic. 

"Do you think that is going to work?" Fred asks.

"I have to try. And I don't want to sing my way into the room."

"Good luck baby sis," George smirks. Abi pushes off and starts speeding down the railing. Once the red head lands on the floor, her mum grabs her shoulder. Mrs. Weasley just gives her that stare. Meanwhile, Sirius is chuckling at the girl's failure. He has shoulder length black hair and grey eyes. Next to him is long time friend, Remus Lupin; a werewolf with light brown and grey hair and green eyes.

"I think you need some lessons from Padfoot on how to sneak into places," the former professor chuckles. The man looks over their shoulders, a content sigh leaving his lips. Everyone turns to see a group of wizards and witches enter. Among is Harry Potter and C Smith. Abi smiles, going to give them each a hug.

"I'm so glad you're okay," she tells them. Sirius goes to embrace his godson while Lupin gives C a hug. The professor basically sees the girl as a daughter.

"I thought your parents got to you," he growls. While the two catch up, Abi calls up the stairs that they are here. A crack fills the room as Fred grabs C's hand.

"I'll show her where her room is," he calls to the group, pulling the blonde up the stairs. Harry questions what is going on while Abi walks upstairs, admitting defeat. She makes it to the top floor to see Jas and George together. The dark hair girl is sitting on the railing, her feet dangling over. George sees his twin walking from one of the rooms and excuses himself. Abi walks over to the new girl.

"Would like to meet C?" Abi asks.

"Um.... Why not?"

The two walk over to the room Fred had just left. C is sitting on her bed, her long blonde hair falling in her face. Abi goes and sits by her.

"Hey Hufflebrat," the girl chuckles. C puts on a smile. Abi knows better though.

"Hey Slytherslut," she responds. She looks over at the new member. "I'm C by the way."

"Jas," the dark hair girl responds. She sits on the extra bed, the three start talking.

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C sits in a chair as snippets of blonde hair flutter to the ground.

"How could your hair get this long?" Mrs. Weasley mutters. She sets down the shears and wipes off the remaining bits of hair. "Done. Your hair kind of curled on its own."

The motherly figure hands the young girl a mirror, in which she checks her reflection. She's mostly content with it. Her hair falls a few centimeters above her shoulders and is a curly mess. She notices a bruise still slightly visible and she quickly hands back the mirror, thanking Mrs. Weasley. 

While the older witch just uses magic to clean the mess, C leaves the dining area. On her way out, she runs into Lupin. He smiles at her, leaning against the wall. For some reason, the two formed a sort of bond. He is always looking out for her, even after he left Hogwarts. He went to Cedric's funeral to comfort her. He is almost a true father to her.

"So I'm looking into a more... traditional apartment."

"That's great."

"Well I can get a spare room if you would like. That way you don't have to spend it with your birth parents."

"I would very much appreciate it."

She is just unsure if she should be excited. Anytime something seems to be going great, there is something that screws it up. Fred walks by, holding a letter just high enough to be out of her reach, but low enough for her to read it's addressed to her. Jumping up, she starts reading the hand written note. Once finished, she tilts the envelope just enough for a badge to fall out. The word 'Prefect' written across it. A knot forms in her stomach. She forgot that Cedric had been pushing for her to be chosen.

"Can you say no to being a Prefect?" she asks.

"I don't think so," Fred states. "Plus Ron, Hermione, and Abi all are Prefects."

"And don't you want to follow my footsteps?" Lupin jokes. She attempts to smile, but a couple tears roll down her cheek.

"That's not it. Just doesn't seem right."

"Hey," Fred mutters, wiping away the tears on her cheek. "Cedric wanted you to become a Prefect. Being one after his death isn't wrong."

She nods her head, wiping away the tears.

"You're right."

Fred hugs her before smirking.

"Now we got to prepare some of our joke equipment. Care to join?"

"I guess."

He grabs her hand and lead her up the stairs.