𝑊onderous thing, magic is. Especially for James Potter when he receives his letter, announcing his acceptance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where he becomes friends with a group of boys, but what happens when his sister joins, just...
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Eudora Potter
I woke up, hair a mess, makeup ruined, dress off. Dress off. I quickly threw the blanket up, revealing myself in red boxer shorts, and in a unknown shirt with the band name of "Queen" on it. I've never seen the shirt before.
I huffed and I threw my head back onto my pillow, I turned my head and read the clock as 12:19am. I've slept in. I groaned as I grew the courage to stand up and open my curtains, only to be blinded by the sun. It's become a normal thing for me at this point. I didn't even try to bother as I swung my bedroom door open, revealing a James Potter holding my mothers' muggle candy. He stood like a deer in headlights as he stared at me in horror.
"What?" I snapped.
"Don't tell mum." He said as he stuffed a chocolate ball into his mouth. Furrowing his eyebrows towards my choice of clothes with his right cheek puffed out. "Don't tell mum." He spoke again shurgging it off, this time sneaking into his room as he held a finger to his lips. I rolled my eyes, shutting my door behind me.
Such a weirdo.
I rubbed my eye as I ran into a strong force. I groaned as I rubbed my head, looking up to see what I made contact with.
"Morning." Sirius rang in my ear.
"Mornin' " I yawned.
"Cute jammies," He smirked, "Look quite familiar, never thought I'd catch you wearing red and gold at the same time."
"It's a miracle, isn't it." I pursed my lips, "What do you mean they look familiar?" I tilted my head a bit. "Well they look familiar because those are my trousers, and shirt."
"Ha, ha." I crossed my arms, only for me to stare at him in shock as I could clearly see he wasn't messing around. "You're not joking?"
"Nope." He tucked his hands into his front pockets.
"Well I don't even remember how I've gotten into them."
"Well I gave them to you last night, after you got into a argument with Regg- Regulus, you've about lost your sanity. Scared me quite a bit, if you'd ask me. Went A-Wall and began drinking anything in your sight. I helped you to your room, and I just handed you my clothes to make it easier for you to get ready to get to sleep."
"Right, thanks Black." I nodded awkwardly.
"Anything for you, darling." He smiled cheekily. In return, I gagged a bit in my mouth.
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Regulus Black
I sat at the dinner table, with my fingers interwined.
"You made us look like fools!" My mother screeched at me. "Crying over a song! Arguing with that potter girl! You've humiliated us Regulus. I'm fairly disappointed."
"I'm sorry, mother." I gulped, looking down at my sweaty palms as I moved my hands into my lap, slouching.
"Don't slouch, we've taught you better than that." My father spoke, coming into the dining room. "Enough of this talk, The Dark Lord will be here soon. We have to clean up this mess you've made for us Regulus. Potters' work for the ministry, and Dumbledore." He put his whiskey bottle down onto the table. "Now Regulus, I hope you're ready to meet him, as you're getting a assignment, and your mark tonight."
"Mark? What mark?" I furrowed my eyebrows, worrying.
"The Dark Mark. His mark." He smiled at me.
My heart dropped, as I began sweating. My blood pumping hard and fast through my now cold veins. I gulped, as I rubbed my teeth together, holding in my tears. "But father, please." I practically begged.
"Don't start, Regulus. It's whats' best for you." My mother placed a comforting hand onto my shoulder. I shuddered at her touch.
