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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They arrived at the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table next to Lily, Maya and the Marauders. This time, Peter was present.
He was currently fretting over missing Lily's injury the day before, but no matter how many times she told him it was alright, he still looked guilty. Little did Logan or the others know the true reasoning behind his guilt.
"Morning!" Lily greeted the two girls.
"Good morning." Logan smiled, talking a seat between Lily and Remus.
Maya was sleeping across the table. Lily nudged her to wake her up and she mumbled something.
"Maya!" Lily tried to wake her again.
It didn't work. Lily sighed and kicked her in the shin underneath the table. Instantly Maya jumped awake and looked around for the culprit.
"Lily!" She complained.
"Stop sleeping." Lily replied.
"But I'm tired!" Maya groaned.
"Me too." Sirius agreed, attempting to rest his head on Maya.
She shoved him off.
"Ow!" He complained when his head hit the table.
"I'm really sorry about yesterday, Lil-" Peter began.
"It's okay, Peter!" Lily assured him for the umpteenth time.
"But, I'm sorry th-"
"Peter!" Lily groaned.
Meanwhile Maya has managed to fall back asleep. Lily noticed, but just shook her head and ignored her.
"Goodnight Maya." James joked.
"Don't let the bedbugs crawl into your ears and whisper threatening things that make you question yourself." Peter added.
Everyone froze and looked at him.
"What?" He asked
"Um, what was that, Peter?!" Sirius demanded loudly, causing Maya to jump awake.
"What'dImiss?" She mumbled, rubbing sleep from her eyes.
"It was... a joke." Peter decided.
"Huh?" Maya asked before giving up on finding out what they had been talking about.
"You're real creepy sometimes, Pete." Sirius said before moving the conversation to his bad puns, "So, what do you call a deer with no eyes?"
"What?" James asked eagerly.
"No eye-deer!"
James forced a laugh. He was the only one that did.
"What do you call a deer with no eyes or legs?" Sirius continued.
