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“Welcome back Miss Barrow, I trust your spell work has improved enough that you won’t be sending your peers or yourself back to St. Mungo’s a muggle candy.” Angus expected the girl- whom he had gathered was the infamous Cassie Barrow, to blush at the giggles from her classmates but instead she held her head high and took the free spot next to Angus.
“You must be Cassie,” She nodded, a puzzled expression passing over her features, “I’m Angus…uh Bennett, Coralie’s brother?”
“Oh!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around Angus before he even knew what was happening. Angus brushed it off as Cassie just being excited to know someone nice but as he witnessed Cassie skip between the tables and hug everybody, he came to the conclusion that she just really liked hugs, that or she really enjoyed scaring people.
Within the first week of them becoming Transfiguration ‘buddies’, it came to the point where Angus was beginning to apologise to strangers that she randomly hugged in the corridors, at meal times in the Great Hall and in the middle of class with the excuse that Cassie ‘did this to everyone’ and to ‘just stick it out and she’d go to hug the next before they knew it’.
Gryffindors and Cassie’s fellow Hufflepuffs did not seem to mind, a few of them had even begun to hug back and call out to Cassie whenever they passed her in the corridors. Most of the Ravenclaws responded in a similar way, however some weren’t as happy when she interrupted their studying. It was the Slytherins that caused the most amount of trouble. What was even worse was that Angus would have to awkwardly stand by while this happened, and hope to Merlin that his wand reflexes would be quicker than theirs.
He supposed that he could have just left Cassie alone, to fend for herself, but her personality had begun to grow on him. He enjoyed her cheerfulness every morning even when it was a miserable day outside.
The only time he’d ever really thought about leaving her behind was the day she decided she would hug Regulus Black.
While Cassie was horrible at Transfiguration, it turned out that she was an absolute genius when it came to Potions and therefore shared the N.E.W.T level class with Angus, three other Gryffindors, two of her fellow Hufflepuffs, five Ravenclaws and three Slytherins - one of them being the younger Black brother himself.
The class for that particular day had just ended. Angus bottled up his potion and offered to take Cassie’s to Slughorn while she cleaned up their desk. He gave the two potions in, turned on his heel to head back and get his bag before the two of them headed up to the single of Charms they both had next.
Instead of Cassie just standing there by herself, perhaps dancing to non-existent music or talking to herself like she sometimes did. There was Cassie, standing in front of Regulus Black with his two ‘friends’ Evan Rosier and a quiet Slytherin boy that Angus didn’t know the name of nor really cared to ever learn. At first, Angus thought that Cassie must have insulted them or something, then he had to remind himself that Cassie didn’t have a mean bone in her body and it was more likely to be the other way around. Just then, with Angus still wondering what the hell was going on, she leant up and wrapped her arms around Regulus in a tight hug before letting go and skipping towards Angus - both of their bags in her hand.
“Ready for Charms?” she said simply, skipping out of the door without a single word as to what had just happened.
Angus had been shell-shocked, but that was the exact moment he decided that Cassandra Barrow was going to be the death of him, one way or another.
Coralie waited nervously in Dumbledore’s office, she received a letter early that morning that requested her to meet with him at eleven o’clock that morning. Dumbledore had been there when she arrived, he told her to sit and wait and so she did without question. Two or so minutes later, Remus arrived and was told the same thing. Then soon enough, Lily and James also got there.
“Who are we waiting for Professor?” Lily asked, taking a seat beside Coralie.
“Lemon drop, Miss Evans?” When she shook her head much like Coralie, Remus and James had done before her, Dumbledore put down the bowl and looked at her through his half-moon glasses, “Mr Black and Mr Pettigrew, naturally.” No one responded to this, deciding instead to sit and wait in complete silence.
Coralie found herself critically analysing Dumbledore’s office. She considered herself lucky enough not to have spent any time in there unlike James and Sirius, the first making himself rather at home. It was much bigger and more grand than Coralie had expected it to be, then again, she hadn’t really known what to expect.
She noticed the portraits of all the past headmasters hanging upon the walls- a few of them she recognized from Hogwarts, A History. For example there was Armando Dippet, the previous headmaster and also Phineas Nigellus Black- an ancestor of Sirius’ who had been the least liked headmaster in all of Hogwarts history. When reading Hogwarts, A History- Coralie hadn’t been completely sure as to why everyone disliked him, but from learning about Sirius’ family she could only imagine the sort of person he would have been.
Sometime between Coralie gazing upon the rest of Dumbledore’s office, Peter had finally arrived and now they were only waiting on Sirius- typically. Eventually, made even three quarters of an hour after the original meeting time Sirius sauntered in- his hair in a scruffy mess that could have rivaled James’ and the black t-shirt he wore, back to front.
“Sirius, what on earth were you up to last night?” Lily asked the question on everybody’s mind. Sirius made to answer but Coralie silenced him with a look, she didn’t particularly want to hear all about his latest conquests especially since a couple of the recent ones had reportedly been some of Coralie’s cousins.
“Let’s leave it at some fun, shall we?” Sirius responded, before pausing to send a smirk Coralie’s way, “Since ickle little Coralie doesn’t want to hear about it.”
“To be honest, she’s not the only one who’d rather not hear.” Remus cut in before Coralie had the chance to reply with her own little witty comment. She was more than prepared to put him back into his place.
“Let’s move on then,” Dumbledore said, looking between the six of them. “I called you all here today to talk about something very important. As you all now, Voldemort is building up his forced for a war against muggles, muggle-borns and what he and his followers believe are ‘blood-traitors’ such as people like ourselves and others who share our views. Miss MacDonald was killed by these Death Eaters, during this time she was completing a mission for me and a group I have set up to fight back- this group is called The Order of the Phoenix, and I’d like you all to join.”
The sun was beaming down on Sarah and John as the two of them walked through the gardens at Sarah’s house. The gardens themselves were quite boring and small, and they’d already walked the entire length of it more than five times by now but they were so caught with one another that they hardly noticed.
If Cassie had been home, Sarah could only imagine that she would have been following them around and giggling behind their backs if she wasn’t inside with her face pressed against the window and plotting evil things to bring up later. Then again, if Tyler were there he’d probably being doing the same thing.
Luckily, however, neither of them were. Cassie was off at Hogwarts probably stalking some unsuspecting first year or something, and Tyler- well, Sarah didn’t exactly know where he was except that he kept sending her little letters that read things like ‘Evil will find her’ and “Dasvidanya, Sarah, your grace, farewell”. At first the letters had seemed a little creepy, then she got about five more in the space of three hours and decided this was actually Tyler’s call for attention, and so she ignored them.
Oh, and threw them onto the fire.
“So what do you think about life?” Sarah asked, pausing completely so she could turn to see John speak.
“Well, I quite enjoy it actually.” John responded teasingly, hugging Sarah into the side of him.
“Oh ha ha,” she responded dryly, nudging John in the side slightly, “But seriously, what do you think?”
“I think it’s complicated,” he responded with a more serious tone, Sarah nodded in agreement. “What about you? Explain to me Sarah about your smart views on life.”
“Life is like a box of chocolates,” Sarah started, when John let out a snort she silenced him with a look, “You can’t not like it, because it’s chocolate!” John rolled his eyes in response.
“You are ridiculous, you know that right?” Sarah grinned widely.
“But that’s why you like me so much, right?” John chuckled, throwing his head back before he kissed Sarah on her forehead.
“Sure, love.”
Authors Note: I know I had previously promised you guys this would be up on Friday but a certain person couldn't wait until then to read this chapter. Because of this, chapter eight will not be posted until the 17th of August. See you then.
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