Disclaimer: The OC's and parts of this plot belong to me. The story title is owned by Taylor Swift and everything else by J.K Rowling. Thank you for reading!
Chapter Image courtesy of my friend Keziah.
Angus twisted the side of his lips into a half smile, half frown sort of thing- honestly, he had no idea how he could possibly described it. With a sigh, he placed the book in front of him back on the library table and ran his fingers through his hair. His O.W.L's were coming up this year, and despite it only being November- he was worried. Coralie had never received her O.W.L's technically, as in France they would sit their exams in sixth year which she had missed out on when they moved to England and so Angus didn't have much pressure there but he knew Coralie would pass her N.E.W.T's and they were far more important.
All his older siblings had passed their exams with flying colours, Allisyn had received the top marks in the school (though it was a small school and not hard to do, it was still seen an achievement), Jacob had been in the top fifty marks (despite never once touching his study notes) and even Violet had made the top ten. It was a lot of pressure put onto his fifteen year old shoulders.
His friends weren't so bothered; most of them were the older siblings (or sometimes even the only ones) and therefore didn't have the same pressure. They had laughed at him when he had taken notes in the very first class they had, commenting that the topic was most definitely going to be on the O.W.L's, they replied by reminding him of 'revision'.
Revision, Angus saw it as an excuse people used when they didn't want to pay attention in classes. Revision was to, revise things but learning was all about the understanding- it wasn't the same at all. Maybe it made him slightly obsessive, but his grades mattered to him as they mattered to the rest of his family. His mother wouldn't be disappointed, his father couldn't have cared less and his siblings wouldn't have loved him any less but he would be disappointed, he could care and he would love himself less.
"Could I sit here?" A meek voice asked, breaking Angus from the inner rant his mind was about to journeying into. He nodded, still too caught up in his thoughts to even notice who was sitting down- until she practically face planted into the table.
"Are you alright?" His head snapped to her, catching her arm and searching her face to make sure she wasn't bleeding or something- that had been one fall.
"Yeah" she whispered, determined to hide herself behind the mess of dark brown hair she had. She took her seat and pulled out at least ten books from her bag while Angus watched in disbelief- and he thought he was being obsessive with studying.
"I'm sorry, uh. We've never met before" Angus stated, biting down on his bottom lip and he tried to catch a glimpse of her face but he was unsuccessful- this girl clearly knew how to hide herself away. She kind of reminded him of Coralie when she was younger and much shyer than she was these days.
"We have actually" The girl replied with a fierce tone to her voice, catching Angus of guard- he blinked a few times, hearing the girl gasp. "I'm so sorry, that was rude" She tucked her hair behind her ears and smiled weakly at Angus. "I'm Anastasia or Ana"
"Angus" he replied shell-shocked. The girl was pretty; he would have had to be blind to say otherwise. She wasn't beautiful in the same way as Coralie- no blonde hair, no blue eyes and no pale skin. Instead she was rather plain but still had something about her. Brown hair, brown eyes and lightly tanned skin. Her hair glistened in the sunlight though, her brown eyes twinkled with something Angus hadn't seen before and her skin looked healthily.
"It's nice to meet you, again" she said happily, an infectious grin crossed her face and Angus didn't even dare to cry and keep a matching one of his face.
"I'm sorry that I don't remember you" Angus added with a frown, he tousled a bit of his hair slightly before biting down on his bottom lip. Usually he was pretty good with faces and names, better than most of his family but he could not place this girl- Anastasia, Ana. Where was she from? And how did she know him?
Coralie pushed the door to the Three Broomsticks open with her side, still focused on what Sarah was saying but grateful to be inside and out of the cold. She turned her attention to the counter which Sarah was oddly eyeing off; it only took Coralie a few seconds to notice a thin looking guy standing behind the counter. His light brown hair was slightly too long and had the brightest blue eyes either girl had ever seen.
He sent the two of the wink, causing them to erupt into fits of giggles and they made their way to an empty table towards the front of the restaurant- in perfect view of the waiter. Soon enough, he made his way over to them and pulled out his little notebook to take their order. “What can I get you to lovely ladies?” He said with a thick Scottish accent, Coralie and Sarah shared at look at this moment.
“Two butterbeers please” Sarah responded confidently, though she looked like she might almost stop breathing if the waiter stayed round for much longer.
“Won’t be too long ladies” He grinned and sent them a wink before disappearing back behind the bar again. The moment he was out of sight the two girls turned to each other and burst into fits of giggles.
"He's cute" Coralie commented and Sarah nodded in agreement, the two of them fell back into a silence while they both watched the man to pop back from the bar.
"What are you doing?" Sarah asked and Coralie sent her a sarcastic look and a smirk, turning her attention back to the bar. "Hey, you've got Nathaniel you don't need to look" Coralie chuckled at this and turned back to face her friend.
"And you've got Tyler, your point being?" Sarah's eyes widen at this and she began to choke on something though she had nothing in her throat. Coralie watched her with confused eyes before Sarah finally managed to stop herself.
"Why would I have Tyler?" she half yelled, her eyes blinking madly.
"The two of you" Coralie started and when Sarah continued to send her a blank look she continued on. "Come on, I'm not stupid there is clearly something there"
"What?" Sarah squeaked, pushing her glasses back up the bridge of her nose. "Ew. No. Never" she spitted out quickly, the words seemed to mix together somewhat and therefore didn't make much sense really. "Why would you even think that?"
"I just..." Coralie paused and bit down on her lip. "It seems possible you know?" Sarah made a disgusted face at this and shook her head.
"No I don't know that it's possible nor do I ever want to!" Coralie chuckled at Sarah's tone, though truthfully she felt a little silly for just assuming that Sarah and Tyler were a thing. If she really thought about it then she couldn't ever imagine the two of them walking around Hogwarts laughing and holding hands as a couple- they were too good of friends for that.
"I'm sorry" Coralie said weakly, diverting her eyes to the side of the Three Broomsticks where a bunch of Slytherins sat hauntingly, that typical 'I'm better than you' look that was reserved for the house. She noticed that some of them definitely were not Hogwarts age while others clearly were, she recognized Snape who seemed to be in a different place than the rest of the group and a boy that looked remarkably like Sirius- it must have been Regulus, the younger Black that she'd been told about.
"Its okay" Sarah replied with a frown before closing her eyes tightly. "Just don't ever bring that up again" Coralie nodded in agreement, she never planned on remembering that moment for as long as she possibly lived and she knew Sarah felt the exact same way.
"In that case, the barman is pretty cute"
"How was the rest of your sixth year then?" Kiki took a deep breath and sent a dry look over at Alex. Since they had talked a few days ago he had been everywhere, she turned around in the hallway and he'd be chasing after her, she would escape outside and he'd already be outside running, she even tried the library despite her hatred of books but alas, he'd been there.
"Fine" she replied, pursing her lips tightly. She had grabbed a book, an old, boring looking one the moment she'd walked in hoping that if she pretended to read then he would leave her alone but she had no such luck.
"Yeah, mine was good too" he responded when she didn't push him for an answer, he opened a book that had been discarded on the bookshelf nearby and opened it up. This gave Kiki hope that this would be the end of their conversation but once again, Alex had other plans. "So..." he added, closing the book after flipping through a few pages.
"What do you want Alex?" Kiki snapped, slamming the book in front of her closed which caused her to get sent dirty looks by some Ravenclaws who had been studying nearby.
"I just want to say sorry" he replied with a frown, biting down on his bottom lip nervously. Kiki wanted to roll her eyes and stand up, turn on her heel and leave the library and never see Alex again but something kept her glued to her seat.
"Sorry for what?" Alex rolled his eyes at this.
"For springing the whole 'I like you thing' on you so quickly" Kiki took a deep breath at this and closed her eyes for a moment before re-opening them and nodded stiffly. This definitely wasn't something that Kiki wanted bought up right now, she wanted nothing more than to forget that memory forever but somehow she knew that was never going to happen. "I was hoping we could become friends this time"
"Alex" Kiki whispered, before she shut her mouth and ran her fingers through her hair. "I'm not sure that's a good idea"
"You don't like me" Kiki made to protest but Alex shook her off. "That's fine, so why can't we be friends?" She was lost for words at this.
"I don't know" she responded truthfully, biting down on her lip again- it seemed to become a habit of hers whenever Alex was around lately. "This isn't a great time"
"I know the whole Shelena thing-" Kiki tensed at this and sighed heavily.
"Do not bring her up" she said sternly, Alex flinched slightly at this but did not push her any further. "Give me time. I'll let you know later"
"Kiki" Alex started but she had already stood up and left the library.
Eyes shut, body still, silence echoing through her ears. This was never an occurrence for Shelena, she likes to move, to see everything and to be heard but recently something had changed that. She felt ill, all of the time and she didn't know how to stop it. She knew what it was, the same thing that had made her faint before Halloween but she had no clue whatsoever on how to fix her little problem. Scratch that, it was big problem, absolutely huge.
With a sigh she swung her legs off the side of her bed and walked over to the window, the view was alright. It wasn't the same as the one she had lost to Bennett. It sounded childish but that bed had been hers before that little minx had gotten her hands on it, just like everything else. She would get Bennett back for everything she took away; soon Shelena would have Sirius, Nathaniel, Lily and the rest of Hogwarts back under her control. The little goody two shoes would have no idea what happened.
With a smirk, she turned away from the window and strutted down the stairs like she owned the place because simply, she always had. Even when she had left for the year she knew her name still gained respect and hatred- she was the Queen Bee.
"Whatever you're planning, it won't work" Shelena's lips twisted even more as she rolled her eyes at Sirius' voice.
"It's sweet how clueless you are, love" Sirius pursed his lips together and inside Shelena was doing a little happy dance; she loved it when she had this control over Sirius- he was just so fun to play with.
"I know what you did to Coralie" Shelena rolled her eyes at this though the happy dance in her mind had now stopped. It wasn't nearly as fun when people knew her secrets, had that little minx actually told everyone? Oh, there was no way out now.
"Maybe Bennett's finally lost her mind" she replied, trying to keep her cool though she could feel her cold exterior disappearing. It was just an act; it had always been just an act. She wasn't smooth or cold or manipulative, it was Hogwarts that bought it out in her. She was Queen; she needed to act like one.
"I didn't need Coralie to tell me to figure it out" Sirius responded sternly, he paused for a moment before he continued to talk- dropping his voice to a whisper. "You touched her drink" Shelena roared with laughter at this.
"Maybe I did" she replied, the teasing tone in her voice ever present. So, she was safe. Everyone still believed in her little game and Bennett still didn’t have the guts to tell her friends.
“Stay away from her” Sirius sneered, his eyes widening with anger that only made Shelena laugh again. It was funny how Sirius continued to protect Bennett despite the fact that it was obvious she didn’t want him anymore.
“No, I don’t think I will” Shelena responded, her lips twisting into a smirk again. “Besides Sirius, she doesn’t want you anymore- Can’t you see that?” He didn’t respond, only continued to stare her straight in the eye. “She wants Peakes now, doesn’t that you remind you of someone else?” At this, he stared down at his shoes for a minute and Shelena noticed that his knuckles had turned white.
“She’s more than you’ll ever be Shel” And with that, he stormed out of the Common Room leaving Shelena to stare angrily after him.
“I hate her!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, furiously making her way back up the dormitory where she planned to sit their fuming for as long as she possibly could.
Marcelle leaned over slightly and placed her hand on the brick wall of the tiny alleyway she had apparated into, since having Angus fifteen years ago she had hardly apparated anywhere and so she found herself without much balance. It took her a few more minutes before she was able to stand properly on her own and was able to head down the street she had been looking for.
Behind the door of Number 7, Lake Road (which was in fact nowhere near a lake whatsoever) would be the family that the Bennett’s had been entwined with for two hundred years. Behind that door would be the end of Coralie’s suffering, an end before it really began.
Soon enough Marcelle was standing in front of Number 7. Her heart was beating so loud that she was half surprised that the occupants of the house hadn’t come out to see what the sound was. If she was being honest with herself then the house looked terrible, the entire neighbourhood was quite dull- the houses all looked the same and even though it was a sunny day, it seemed to have a gloomy feel about it.
She shook these thoughts from her mind; she couldn’t judge people on what neighbourhood they lived in before she actually met them. They could be perfectly lovely people who just couldn’t afford anywhere else. She took a deep breath and plastered a smile over her face.
She reached her hand out and knocked on the door steadily, taking a small step backwards. She could hear footsteps come towards the door, they sounded angry, agitated. She wondered if this was a bad time, maybe it wasn’t too late to turn around and pretend like she had never been at the door- she could come back another day, she would come back another day for Coralie.
It was too late though, before she even had a chance to turn around the door swung open and a young man about Jacob’s age stood in front of her. He had mousy brown hair that looked quite thin and wore an angry expression on his face. He didn’t speak but Marcelle could tell that he was telling her to talk with a quirk of his eyebrow.
“I’m Marcelle Bennett” She explained, the young man’s face softened almost immediately and he pulled the door open a little more- stepping out so that she could see him clearly. He was neatly dressed, black pants and a woollen sweater in a deep blue- something Marcelle would love Jacob to wear but knew he never would.
“Leo Millen” He replied, a grin appearing on his face and he stuck out his hand to her which she took, he placed a soft kiss on her hand before smiling up at her again. “What can I help you with?”
Authors Note: Could you tell from that first paragraph that I was stressing about exams when I wrote it? Otherwise, I shall leave you all to think about that ending. Also, Thank you to Keziah for the amazing Chapter Image and support! See you Monday guys! 
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