-Immer Angst-

-Chapter☾FortyEight-

✧HER BOYFRIENDS✧

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Hogwarts

"You think mum will let me have her old broom?" Imara said under her breath, the two had been so caught up with assignments and lectures that they hardly got the chance to explore. So they took it upon themselves to use the Saturday where most of the castle was vacant, due to the students heading to Hogsmead.

"Nah 'mara, that thing's older than us. Mum'll have a fit. But look at this, mum scored the most consecutive points on the Ravenclaw team."
"Alright, fifty galleons, we can beat that before we graduate." She said with a devious grin.

"Merlin sakes, we didn't even pass our flight class yet."
"Flight class? Madam Hooch hardly took one look at us ever since we said our names, Mum and Papa were both Quidditch players and so was Regulus and Sirius. It's in our blood." Romulus rolled his eyes and smiled to see both Regulus and Sirius in their respectable spots.

"Do you think he did it?" Imara questioned, and it caused her brother to shoot his head back towards her. "Do what?"

"That's James Potter, isn't it?... You can't look at someone like that and wish them harm Rommy. I don't think Uncle Sirius would do something that malicious."
"Oi weren't you telling me I should stop listening to mom and Uncle Reg talking?" Imara shrugged her shoulder, not denying that she certainly heard a good deal.

Though never about their father like Romulus had.

"Mum trusted you more." She whispered, eyeing the moving picture of Potter and Sirius. "But we're the same age."
"So? Even Reggie was telling us both that being the eldest meant stepping up—But he was looking at you, I think it's a Brit thing too." Romulus rolled his eyes and took another look at the Quidditch trophies.

"Why do you think father did what he did?" He questioned, and Imara bit her lip.
"It didn't sound like much of a chose, if his brother and sister were already involved—And Reggie was up next in line after him, it sounded like he sold his soul before ever signing up." She responded with the same hint of questioning her father's morals that her brother had.

"Imara! Romulus!" A shout called out and either twin turned to see the in sync sprint of their counter twins. And in seeing this, Imara turned her head down for a moment with her hair switching shades and a long hooked nose forming on her face.

"No running in the hallways you bronzy Gryffindors, twenty-thousand points!" The witch issued in the voice of Professor Snape, all before shaking her head to lose the appearance.

"Oh that was brilliant 'Mara! You'll have to try it again, next time I'll see if we can get you a black cloak. Best to keep up appearance, he's Slytherin's head of house after all." Fred informed and the gal nodded.

"What's up?" She beamed up with a smile, and either twin scrambled to their pockets before George produced a parcel. "Professor McGonagall didn't want you to wait until later, it just came in about ten minutes ago." Seeing their father's script caused Romulus' attention to peak as he didn't hesitate to tear the seal and scan it.

"Mum's out of the hospital...Thank goddess! She's going to be alright!" Romulus cheered just as Imara finished their father's writings.

"Father's in for it, do you remember when mum fell off the hippogriff and uncle couldn't get her to rest for twenty minutes for Aidan to get back home from work?" The memory caused Romulus' eyes to widen, he quickly shook his head.