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━Ever since she was born, Stella Rosier has had this sort of ineffable feeling that she's got whenever she's near people.
Like right now, she felt a blue ponderous feeling from outside the marauders' room. Before she could open it, a furious James Potter came out of the door.
"Fine, if he thinks I'm fucking stupi— oh hey, love." James Potter's sour mood became sweet with a flip of a switch when he saw her.
Stella looked at him perplexed, she knew if he asked if he was alright it'll somehow boost his ego, but James was still her friend. "Are you okay?"
James smiled at her, his heart felt like it was shown light for the first time and it skipped thousands of beats. "Yeah, now that you're here." He says before smirking at her. "Why? is my future girlfriend worried about me?"
That is what exactly Stella was talking about.
"No."
James fake pouted. "But if you must know, Remus is lashing out on everyone again. It's tomorrow." He reminded.
