S: So, this is all about me, right? *fabulous hair flip*
J: *pushes him out the way* No, obviously, it'll all be about me, and my relationship with Evans.
S: What relationship? *sniggers*
BD: ... Sirius, James, why are you here? You should really be in the fanfic.
S: Please. You just don't want me to outshine you.
BD *Sigh* Remus, please come and collect your dog before I neuter him.
J: What about me?
BD: Look, Lily's over there!
J: Wait, where? Do I look like I've just come off a broom?
S: Well, that's one way of putting it.
As you could probably tell, this fic is bits and pieces of stories about magic, Hogwarts, WolfStar and JIly. And SiriusxHair products. And any other random Maraudery things I can think of.
Don't worry, this is the only place where the author talks to the characters as if they were real.
S: *GASP* You mean we're really just figments of J.K Rowling's imagination, and the whole backstory in the third book got blown way out of proportion with all these Marauder Era fics?
BD: *GASP* You mean you didn't know about that? Or figured out that this is my really bad way of disclaiming that I don't own HP or anything of the sort? ... And weren't you meant to be in the fic?
S: Bite me.
R: That's my job.
BD: ... *Blink. Blink.* I'm gonna leave now...
Enjoy the fic (If you choose to read it after this weird intro. Please do, I like readers).
When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers.
Or
When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat
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