𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒

「 none of your business 」

"Are you alright, Remus?" Mary questioned, shutting the door. The girl kneeled by his side with a comforting hand laying on his shoulder. Not a pitiful one that James or Peter or Sirius would give him. No. Definitely not pitiful. "Shall I go find Eleanor, I'm sure she has some Salutem Exhausit."

"How does she know about that?" James quickly turned away from trying to calm Lily down to his other two friends.

"Because she knows." Remus spoke cryptically, finally looking up to the bespectacled boy who nodded.

"So does Lily." He returned as Remus threw his hands up in a 'what the duck' gesture.

"For how long?" Remus said, rather concerned. "Also, while we're on the topic. Who else knows?"

   "I realised in fourth year." The redhead told him, stopping by the window. "I know Marlene knows too. Same way I do."

   "That's fucking brilliant isn't it." Remus shouted, standing up as he almost toppled his bedside table. "Did nobody think to tell me? It's my secret and your all running around behind my back talking about it!"

   "Yeah, I'm going to find Eleanor. Sit down." She pushed the boy backwards onto his bed. Quidditch practise really came in handy. "Here," Mary put on James' record player and put a Bowie album on to distract the boy who was huffing as he laid down on his bed. "I'll be back." She whispered to James who nodded, his eyes going from the boy in the bed to the girl sat in the window seat. For once, James Potter was out of the loop and had no idea what was happening or what to do.

♱

   Wandering down the corridors, she had just finished dancing. Instead of doing a routine that Annabeth had constructed, she could do whatever she wanted. It was freeing to do so. Actually, it was a reminder of how much she liked Ballet now that pressure wasn't there. Now she wasn't going back, she was still stuck in her old ways but there was no one there to tell her how shit she was doing.

   There was no need. It was so ingrained in her that she was her own worst critique. Everyone was. But if you thought that Annabeth was bad then you've never heard the true thoughts that swirl through El's head about herself.

   "Eleanor?" A soft voice called out, almost pained and only just caught her attention. The blonde swivelled on her feet as she turned to see Delilah exiting Dumbledore's office with Aaron not far behind her. That hypnotic smile stretched across her face causing both Myer's siblings to smile back too.

   In an instant, Ellie had sped over to her and pulled Delilah into a hug that she immediately returned, missing the comfort that the blonde brought. They stayed like that for a moment until they heard Aaron clear his throat and he muttered goodbye.

   "How are you? Where have you been?" She asked in disbelief, looking the girl over. Delilah appeared much healthier than she had done the other month which was a positive.

   "Can we talk somewhere a bit more private?" She asked as the girl looked around the corridor at the various passing students. No further questions asked, Eleanor took her hand and headed down the corridor with her. It was nice for her to be back, a familiar place with her favourite people. The blonde lead her back to the abandoned Divinations classroom that she just came from. Climbing up first and then extending a hand for Delilah to take, Elle helped her up the ladder before pulling out some chairs to sit on.

   "It's good to have you back." Eleanor told her, offering another warm smile to the girl who was observing the room they were in. She had never seen this place before.