Hunter, a street kid turned FBI agent, is ordered to befriend Calvin Black. But as they grow closer, she realizes Calvin cares more about her than the FBI. Hunter Ashley was taken off the streets as a teen and brought into a highly secret FBI program that's turned her into a full-fledged agent. She is assigned, alongside the brooding agent Micah, to befriend Calvin Black, the son of the notorious Christopher Black. Hunter does her best to hide her survival training inside a typical high school, only she's developing feelings for Calvin, and it looks like Micah is starting to crush on her. In a world where a single mistake can prove fatal, Hunter has to figure out who she can trust, or she'll end up back on the streets. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

COMPLETED» 4/13/18 First Draft✔️ Second Draft: in progress • Featured on Wattpad's Official @Fanfic Harry Potter reading list • • First story to be featured on Wattpad's Official @WattRowling Marauders Spin-Offs reading list • ! ! ! E D I T I N G ! ! ! • • • 1976» When Thea Bonneville's world falls apart, she must leave Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to live with her strange Aunt Ali in Great Britain, where she has enrolled at Hogwarts. There she befriends Lily Evans and a group of boys that call themselves the Marauders- but not all is as it seems to be as she grows very close with one of the Marauders, and her dangerous secrets begin to have fatal repercussions. • • • "We're ditching class," Sirius said. He grabbed her transfiguration book from her hand and held it up in the air teasingly. "No, Sirius give that back," she said. She tried to grab the book from him, but he lifted it out of her reach. "Come on, let's go." Book in hand, he began strolling through the now nearly empty corridor. With a growl, Thea followed him, her arms crossed over her chest. "Give it back." "No," he called back to her. "Please, Sirius!" He turned around, his eyebrows furrowed together. "Please?" he said. "Sirius? What's the matter with you today?" She looked down, avoiding his eyes. "Curse me!" he continued, edging closer to her. "Hex me! Go on, yell at me! Get your book back! You never let me push you around!" She stayed silent, her nose tingling and eyes becoming misty. "Talk to me," he said. She jumped, not realizing just how close he had gotten to her. She could feel his breath on her face, his body smelled clean, like soap. He placed his hand under her chin and lifted her head so she had to look at him. "Ditch class with me."