I adore the Marauders, but their story makes me sad, so I'm going to change it. In other words, there coming back.
"Harry, kid it's me, Sirius." Sirius pleaded. "SIRIUS BLACK DIED NINE YEARS AGO, I WAS THERE, I WATCHED IT HAPPEN! IT WAS MY FALT!" The pain that these couple of sentences caused his godson was so apparent that Sirius actually reached out to put a hand on Harry's arm.
Harry, however, backed away "you still haven't answered my question. Not honestly at least. Who are you?"
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(This was written when I was about ten years old. It's riddled with mistakes. In all honesty, I don't have the motivation to edit this; I'd probably want to change the entire thing. That being said, this story has received a shocking amount of attention, so thank you so much for taking the time to read this.)
Cassiopeia Rowle was well know amongst Hogwarts students. Either because of her pure blood status, her surname or family associations.
Whatever the reason was, Cassiopeia was constantly the talk of the school, something that also made her a famous target for the popular Marauders.
Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black and James Potter were convinced they knew all there was to know about Cassiopeia, until one night a certain messy haired boy crossed her path, changing both their faiths forever.
"And if I fell for you? Would you fall for me?"
"I think I already have"
↝ 𝙴𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎 ↜
James Potter x OC
Marauders Era
DISCLAIMER: This is a Harry Potter fanfiction, I do not own any of the characters, they were created by JK Rowling, as well as the whole universe this story takes place in. I do not condone her actions, I just need to give credits for copywrite reasons.