Loquacious\\ Harry Potter Marauders

Loquacious\\ Harry Potter Marauders

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September 2nd, 1977 "Well maybe we'd get on better if you'd shut your big mouth every once in a while!" "Oh please. Love, you couldn't live if I didn't speak to you. I make your day." "You wish." "Oh you have no idea." This is one example of a conversation between Adelaide Tanner and Sirius Black. Most conversations they have are short lived, mainly because Sirius is a Gryffindor and Adelaide is a Slytherin. Cunning, ambitious, and beautiful, Adelaide is the kind of girl that draws all kinds of attention to herself. Some attention is good, some attention is bad, and some attention is just in between.. For example, Sirius. Sirius is bold, reckless and rash, with stunning good looks and a mischievous personality. Adelaide can't help but see something in him. But the Slytherin- Gryffindor rivalry remains even in seventh year, and James hates Adelaide. Not that any of it will make a difference, with the war raging just outside the safety of the castle walls and Adelaide a walking target for the Death Eaters
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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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