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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟑𝟓:
𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄
❝ 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅'𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒏𝒐𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. ❞
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━"Then why the fuck would you lot do that?!" Remus' voice echoed throughout their dorm room.
When he found out earlier that the reason why they were so secretive was because of them illegally turning into animagi for him, Remus was simply livid.
"We already told you!" Sirius groaned, plunging himself onto his messy bed. "We. Want. To. Help. You. During. Your. Monthly. Furry. Problems."
Remus only shook his head in disbelief. One slip-up from them to anyone about their furry secrets and they might just spend the rest of their lifetimes in Azkaban. He was so against the idea and now he got it why they've been keeping it a secret from him, because he knew that he would've stopped them, but Remus didn't want to be at fault nor in guilt when something happens.
And they are the marauders, something always happens.
"I thought you guys were finally getting tired of me." Remus finally speaks after a moment of going silent. All of them looked up to him with a tad frown.
"Do you really think we'll get rid off you that easily?" James snickered, sitting on his bed beside Stella who scooted away from him.
"Mate, you're stuck with us forever now." Sirius says sitting beside Remus and Peter. "Whether you like it or not, we are going to help you every month now that we're illegally, unregistered animagi." He says emphasizing every word.
"And what if someone finds out?" Remus croaked out. He'd be damned if even one of them got into trouble.
"Then we face the problems." Peter truthfully answered.
"And what about Stella?" Remus asked and the girl looked at him. "You've only known me for only a year, why would you do something like that for me?"
Stella would lie if she said she didn't wait for this moment, so she happily stood up, causing James to fall over to the hard wood floor with a thud since he was using her lap as a pillow.
"Remus, you're like the most intelligent and most down to earth person I've ever met. You became my first friend here at Hogwarts, you never judged me when you found out I was a Rosier." Stella explained with a beaming smile as she pushed Sirius away from Remus to sit beside him.
"You've done a lot of help to me even if you don't know it." She said. "I'm with you till the end of the line and I hope that's okay with you because I consider you as family."
At this point Remus was shedding tears. He didn't get how unbelievably kind Stella always was. He didn't get why she wasn't sorted into Hufflepuff with all the kindness and loyalty that she's got stored up in her heart.
"And if someone finds out, we'll face the problems and won't spill a thing about your furry little secret." Sirius winked at Remus.
"You lot truly are idiots for doing that for me." He sniffles and Peter handed him a handkerchief.
An ephemeral comforting silence was formed and slowly they all leaned in to hug Remus and from that day on, the marauders bond had only become stronger that even death can't pull them all apart.
"Oh my God, here's another one." Stella whined and banged her head on the table when another elf with the most tackiest pink and red clothing was carrying a valentine's day card.
Stella had already received atleast more than a hundred roses, chocolates, and cards this day. But one crazed valentine of hers had sent so much and it was addressed anonymously.
Peter, Remus, and Sirius could only watch in elatement as they watched their bestfriend suffer. While James, oh — the cheeky fucker was enjoying it to much.
Why? well, he was the only one who had sent too much gifts to the love of his life after all.
He had sent exactly 31 valentine's card to Stella, and all of them addressed anonymously.
At this point, James just wants to blurt out to everyone on the whole world that Stella was his — well, not yet but he had to make sure. The only thing that's made him address it anonymously was the tad thrill of Stella trying to figure out who the bloody hell her crazed valentine was.
"Oh my dear Stell—"
"No offense, Mr. house-elf but I'd rather read it for myself, thanks." She sheepishly said to the house-elf who was so glad that he won't have to sing the whole horrid thing.
Stella sighed and gave the house-elf a large piece of chocolate that she has, and he happily skipped away. "One more card and it'll be the death of me." She exaggeratedly said before shoving the pink card to her robe.
"You have no idea on who it is?" James asked shoving a chocolate to his mouth that was given by his and Sirius' fan club.
"No." She sighed, looking at the card that had a very familiar childish handwriting. "If I did, I would've thanked them with a long snogging session." She says so sarcastically sweet.
"Really?!" James perked up, as well did his friends.
"Of course not, you idiot!" She snapped. "I would strangle who ever that person is to death! I was so embarrassed earlier in class when 3 elves showed up and started singing!" She answered as she glared at the 26 cards with horrid handwriting.
Peter spat out his chocolate pancakes while Remus and Sirius didn't attempt to hide their howling laughters the only thing that stopped them was James stomping at each of their feet.
"Don't get me wrong, he or she knows a lot about me, what my favorite color is, my favorite food, and my favorite song is, but I find it ridiculous as to why it's anonymous." She explained eating the gift that that person gave, which was strawberry covered chocolates.
"Maybe they're afraid of rejection." Peter says, trying to make it up for James.
"They sound like a Hufflepuff or Slytherin." Stella decided and except her, they all looked at James who looked offended.
He hated being compared to the Slytherins.
"How about Ravenclaw or Gryffindor?" Sirius pried in.
"I doubt it." She says, pointing at the hundreds of cards, flowers, and gifts on the table. "All the Ravenclaws that gave me flowers were confident and independent enough to face me."
"What this anonymous bloody person did was tad cowardly, something a Gryffindor wouldn't do."
"— oh sorry, Professor Dumbledore." Stella apologized at the headmaster when she bumped at him for trying to clean her hair that was exploded with glitters from another card while running.
"It's quite alright, Ms. Rosier, but you shouldn't be running around the halls." The aged wizard explained. "Although I think magic can help with your problems."
With a swish of his peculiar wand that seemed to intrigue Stella, all the glitters from her hair were now gone. "Thank you, Professor." She smiled. "Sometimes I forget that I'm a witch for spending too much time with Potter and Black."
Dumbledore only chuckled at the girl. He's always seen her as a bright witch ever since she entered Hogwarts and if he could compare her to her other siblings, Dumbledore would be lying if he said there was not something extraordinary about the girl.
"I best be going, Professor." Stella says walking backwards causing the sunlight to brighten and illuminate her face. "I have some confronting to do."
Stella swore she saw a twinkle in Dumdledore's eyes for a split second before he nodded at her, but she didn't think too much of it for she had an important matter to ask her friends.
Dumbledore watched as the Rosier girl ran again despite his warnings earlier.
His machiavellian mind was shifting gears when he saw her bright blue eyes in the sunlight that reminded him of someone.
James, Remus, and Peter were at Arithmancy class, Stella was stuck with Sirius on their Alchemy class.
The pair had been trying to figure out the mysterious alchemist that they had to study, but all the work was done by Stella since Sirius was too busy flirting with atleast 4 girls.
It was no secret that Sirius had a fan club as well as James.
"Deciding which one to snog later, Sirius?" Stella teased, as she continued to read the thick alchemy book.
"No, I've already got the Ravenclaw one." He says smugly before leaning into her ear to gossip. "And between you and me, I think I'm going to get shagge—"
Sirius didn't had the chance to finish his sentence when Stella pinched his sides, whining like a dog and earning a glare from their Professor.
"No need to get too detailed, I get your point." Stella says, shaking her head from all the thoughts Sirius had sent her. "Look, you're my brother and all but I don't want to know about your sex life."
"That's kinda mean." Sirius pouted. "I didn't complain when you told me about your snogging session with Payce Clearwater last November."
Stella slapped her hand to Sirius' mouth. "Shush up! You're the only one who knows!"
"Not even James?" Sirius' eyes widened when she shook her head. Oh, James Potter might commit murder to a certain Ravenclaw if he ever finds out.
"Now, shut up and take notes on our topic, which is the Philosopher's stone." Stella gave him a thick book that Sirius frowned to. He wished Remus was there to do all the reading for him. "And mind you it's the hardest topic."
Sirius grumbled before lazily flipping through the pages until something popped in his mind. "Wait— so you've found the mystery man?!" He asks clearly talking about the one who invented the Philosopher's stone.
"You have to be more specific." Stella shrugs as she faced him.
"Are you talking about Nicolas Flamel who's the inventor and keeper of the Philosopher's stone?" She asked. Sirius was about to say 'yes' but Stella cut her right to it.
"Or are you talking about James Potter who was the one who sent me all the love letters and gifts today?"
author's note
attention ladies and gentlemen, this is the point where the love-sick, jealous, over-protective, arrogant, and push-over james enters!!
i'm soooo excited to write the next few chapters!!
anyway, happy valentine's day <3
since hedgehog and i dont have any date today, please vote. 🔪
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