American Witch

American Witch

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Four girls get expelled from Salem Witches Academy due to a prank that went extremely right. Sure they all liked Salem but they needed a change on who to prank. So they get allowed to go to Hogwarts. They are basically the female versions of the Marauders. They call themselves "Dangerous girls". And they are. Each one of them has the ability to use daggers as they thought it would be useful are amazing at dueling. All of them are animaguses excepting one who is a werewolf. She was born a werewolf as most American werewolves were but she still gets out of control on the full moons every once in a while. All of them have their own special talents quirks and characteristics. Hey guys! I've wanted to do one of these Marauders Era stories for a while so read and enjoy and I'll write as best as I can. Let me know if you think I need to add anything or anything like that.
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{Marauders Era - Post War} {James Potter x OC} {Second Chance Romance} "I'm a potter," Fawn announces, her head inclining in the direction of the floorboards suddenly creaking very loudly. James is rearing back, his eyes growing round like bludgers and his hand coming up to clasp his throat, his voice box, hoping he sounds less embarrassingly taken aback than he feels. "I beg your pardon?" A clear, bright strand of orange emerges, betraying Fawn's slight amusement when she clarifies, "I'm a potter. I make pottery." ***************** 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 James Potter reluctantly returns to Hogwarts three years after war end and happens to stumble across the brightness, the colour he lost all sight of. Maybe he wasn't the only one. ***************** (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)

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