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"Don't tell me it's a sin to love him instead of her.
Seriously, I mean look at him!"
Basically your traditional Wizarding World Marauders Era love story between two couples with a few twists.
Twists include lycanthropy, bicuriousity tur...
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"So, what are you wearing?"
"Well, my oh-so-cordial kin took the liberty of shopping and getting me an unnecessarily and overly expensive wizard robes that follow the puke worthy colour scheme of a withering snake." Well, that's not hard to fix.
"Great, may I have the pleasure of charming it?"
"Of course not, don't take that away from me! What are you wearing?" He questioned innocently.
"Same, but they aren't so green." He smiled again, it was nice to know even through all of his hardships, he still found the warmth to find the ability to smile. "What about you Lily?" She turned around along with Peter and Remus to face us. Flitwick was on the other side of the room so he didn't notice.
"Oh, I went shopping with Petunia and I picked his really cute dress to go with th-"
"Okay, how nice! What about you Pete?" Sirius cut short what was surely going to be a long paragraph containing a detailed description of her entire outfit and I was not about that.
"My dad's wizard robes, but I'm sure ."
"And last but not least. Moony?"
"Well, I meant to wear my dad's robes too but he needed them for some useless Ministry meeting. So my mum bough a Muggle tux. Very elegant. Very unnecessary."
"Don't say that Re, we're all gonna have fun."
Cheesy as fuck.
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Professor Flitwick was rambling on about his oppressive childhood in Ireland, when he was supposed to be talking about some kind of Reduction Curse that none of us were ever going to use for as short a life we would live.
On the bright side, his never-ending rambles were a perfect cover to waste the entire lesson with pointless conversation that I wouldn't remember. Not to mention, Sirius was still upset and equally horrified by the dance. The topic of discussion? His date.
I tried to understand his reasoning for being forced to take a girl to the cotillion, but it seemed so weird to me as to why he didn't simply follow his heart and do what he wanted. Hogwarts was a place that he could actually do what he wanted without suffering the consequences of a near abusive parents. I couldn't imagine what he had to endure at tat house: the neglection, the starvation, I couldn't even imagine being forced to live under such torturous conditions.
I could barely even imagine his home life with something inside me dying. I could never even comprehend what it was like, especially considering my generous homing conditions.
But I wasn't going to try and relate to him because I knew I couldn't.
Instead I only strayed from the taboo topic and avoided it at all costs. To compensate, I kept his mind on something a little more light-hearted but equally traumatising situation.
"So, do you by any chance, for some remote reason, by an awkward coincidence, or unplanned accident have you found a date to the Winter Cotillion thing or something or whatever like you know." I gulped quite a lot through the sentence and steered clear of his amused gaze. He chuckled under his breath at the clumsiness imbed into my words.
"Much to your future confusion, yes, I do in fact have a date." An unintended gasp came that seemed too dramatic for the circumstances but fitting nonetheless.
"And you found it decent to keep this information from me?! How dare thou! I demand to know at once!" A perfectly dramatic means of lightening the mood.
"Alice." Excuse who? "She was very nice about it too, apparently she wasn't going to go so were just going as friends. Easy."
"But she's a girl."
"No shit, Merlin." I drastically hushed my voice to accommodate being surrounded on all sides with students. "That's the point."
"But I thought you were going to go with, you know." A guy.
"And I told you I couldn't."
"Hogwarts is one of the only places you could actually be yourself and go dance with who you fucking want to."
"No, it's not!" Everyone turned their heads at the sudden intrusion which very unfortunately alerted Professor Flitwick of the irrelevance of his presence causing him to return to his lesson. Sirius received a few dirty stares but nothing more that the usual I would think.
"What do you mean?" We sulkishly retreated to our small voices
"The Bitch has spies all over, can't risk anything. I went out with Amelia for like two days and she cr- burnt me at the stake just because she was a Muggleborn. It was painful- ly awkward." Wow, Walburga Black was insanely dedicated. I cannot believe that there existed people at Hogwarts who would conform to maniacally reporting back to her. What kind of self-obsessed person would do something like that.
"So you're just gonna live the rest of your life unhappy? That's no excuse to suffer at the hands of your own fate."
"That was almost poetic, where did that come from?"
"Stop trying to change the topic."
"Can we not talk about this right now, please." I sensed he was getting a little -just a little- fed up so I backed off and resumed my focus on the lesson while Sirius slumped in on himself like a pile of coal or ash.
"The Reductor Curse. You may begin after you have mastered the wand movement and incantation." He drew a rough diagram on the board and traced his wand in the same pattern.
I swished my wand according to the chalk drawing on the board a few times in front of me wordlessly before finally muttering. "Reducto." And with that, the water goblet -that this school didn't seem to have a shortage of- was reduced to dust.
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PS. Alice's Collage This is my favourite one so far and I love it. The girl quite literally has purple hair so that's what the main picture is for. The guitar was one that she actually bedazzled for her love for music. The quote in my opinion is simply perfect to demonstrate what other people think she acts like with her always being drunk and reckless but as you will see, there is more to her. The hearts -now I'm not really sure how far this is true, I only saw it in a movie but don't like people give other people hearts in high school when they ask them out to dances? I don't know- are to symbolise how legit everyone wants her, guys, girls and everyone else. So she has all those hearts. The umbrellas are just there to fit her aesthetic and that is just so important obviously. The alcohol is also there because according to everyone else thinks she is a stupid alcoholic.
