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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟓𝟓:
𝐑𝐔𝐍, 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀, 𝐑𝐔𝐍
❝ 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏. ❞
「 𝗍𝗐: 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝖾 」
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━Stella Rosier was apparated to their dark and cold manor by Théodore Rosier. She thanked Merlin that her parents weren't there yet, leaving her some time to pack the things that she needed.
Stella didn't stutter a word to her siblings, she hurriedly ran up to her room, dismissing the two.
Dejection from herself and her siblings was all Stella could feel as she ascended up their staircase, but she shrugged it off. Stella still hadn't forgotten what they did to her.
"Miss Stella!" beamed up Woolly, jumping down from her bed to greet the girl with a hug. "Woolly is very happy to see Miss Stella! Woolly has been waiting for her arrival!"
Stella smiled at the house-elf and embraced him momentarily. "Look, Woolly, I'm in a bit of a hurry, can you help me?"
Woolly didn't need to be asked twice. "Of course! Woolly is happy to serve Miss Stella!"
With a snap of his fingers, a trunk appeared in front of them and Stella threw all of her belongings in it, with the large amount of her things, it was thrice bigger than her trunk.
"Capacious extremis." casted Stella and all of her belongings sunk inside her small trunk as if it were that muggle vacuum device that Remus had told her about. She also casted a feather-light charm so that it would weigh nothing when she drags it.
Woolly smiled brightly at her. He had always known that Stella was talented whenever it comes to magic, but he adored the girl for using her advantage to help other people and creatures. That's probably why Stella was Woolly's favorite.
Suddenly, Stella heard her parents' voice asking Théo and Collette about her.
God- how will she escape now?
"Shit - uh, okay." mumbled Stella, frantically. "Woolly, apparate my trunk downstairs but hide it from my parents, alright? no matter what happens, don't interfere and just hide yourself and my trunk, okay?"
Woolly was concerned and nervous, but he still nodded and with a snap of his fingers, him and Stella's trunk disappeared.
Stella took a deep breath, her hand on her dress pocket where her wand was. All she could hear was her parents' voice talking about her. Luckily, she saw Collete first.
"Théo's talking to them." assured Collette. She looked around first before pulling her sister into a corner. "Listen, Stell - you have to leave and I know you are leaving."
"How did y-"
"I saw you pack earlier with Woolly." explained Collette. She already knew that the Dark lord wanted her. Though, you-know-he didn't need her immediately yet and only warned her, Collette knew that their father would gladly offer up Stella to him. It made her and Théo despise their father even more.
Deep down, Collette wished that she was the only one with their grandfather's seer abilities, advanced magic, and magical empathic abilities so that Stella didn't need to suffer.
"Go with me, Collie." pleaded Stella. All her anger towards her sister evanesced away. The thought of her leaving, having a free life while her siblings suffer brought agony to Stella. "Please - I have enough money, we could go buy a muggle apartment, anything! Théo can stop working for the Dark lord and the ministry-"
Collette couldn't bare seeing the tears falling from her little sister's face. "It's not easy, Stell. I- I can't go with you. He'll find me."
"Please-" sobbed Stella. Now, she only realized what pain Sirius must've felt. It felt like this, heart-wrenching. As if her soul was torn into two. The desire to stay with her sibling or to run away. "Collie, we have to run away!"
"No one is running away from anyone."
Stella stopped her breathing once she heard her father's voice. Luke Rosier wore a scowl at the two of his daughters, with his wand ready to cast a spell on them. "You still have your betrothal with that Malfoy boy and you should be grateful that the Dark lord asks for you!"
Stella took out the ring from her pocket that she doesn't even wear and threw it harshly on the ground. "There's his bloody ring, wear it instead."
Théo had to stop his father from marching towards Stella. "You filthy child should be thankful that he wants to marry you! He's from a pure and wealthy famil-"
"If you like him so much, why don't you marry him?" retorted Stella.
Coline let out a sharp gasp at her daughter.
Luke didn't bother to respond as he swished his wand to crash the vase near Collette and Stella. With the latter's instincts, she shielded her older sister, causing her to have a cut across her cheekbone.
Stella seethed once she felt the stinging pain, but she didn't had the chance to endure it when Luke grabbed her face and squeezed it in his palms before pushing her against a carved wall.
"No!" shouted Théo and Collette. By now, not only Stella's left cheekbones were now bleeding, but also the her back and her head. Her siblings turned their wand against their own father.
"You interfere here and I might as well end both of you." spat Luke at both his older children. He then turned his glare to Stella who was crouched down the floor.
"Get up." Luke grabbed a chunk of Stella's black hair tightly, causing the girl to wince. "I'm bringing you to the dark lord."
Stella tried to push her father away from her but it was no use, she felt so weak from the loss of blood and she was starting to feel unconscious.
Coline, Théo, and Collete could only watch while Stella was being dragged away by her own father leaving drops of blood behind, despite her pleads and cries.
Stella was the youngest among them, yet she held the most braveness. Something that her family didn't have.
But braveness and courage was contagious, Woolly was one of those that Stella had influenced.
The house-elf bravely stood in front of his master. "Woolly must protect Miss Stella from master!"
"You stupid elf!" shouted Luke, he shook Stella's head harshly causing the girl to cry out in pain.
Woolly only glared at his own master. He did not step out of the way. "Master must not hurt Miss Stella!"
Luke had enough of The Woolly's stubbornness. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the house-elf. "Avada Keda-"
"No!" cried out Stella. She flicked her hand to shield Woolly, but instead her father was slightly knocked back, letting go of his wand and his hand on her blood-covered hair.
Her mother and her siblings widened their eyes in shock. Even without her wand, she could still do magic.
But for Stella, that was the last bits of strength in her body, making her body limp beside her house-elf.
Now, it was Woolly's turn to shield Stella away from them and with one hand on both Stella and her trunk, they disapparated away.
James Potter and Sirius Black were playing wizard's chess in the Potter living room, but none of them were focused for the only thing that was in their minds was Stella. In fact, they've been worrying about her ever since they parted ways from the platform, only a few hours ago.
Sirius nudged James but it was no use, he was too preoccupied with his own thoughts. "Prongs, it's your tur-"
"James! Sirius!"
The said boys jolted up from the sudden yell of their mother. They rushed down to the white furnished living room only to see Euphemia and Fleamont's hands were covered in blood.
Panic was what James first did. He thought it was either of his parents' blood, but no. It was worse than that.
It was his Stella's blood.
"James..." whispered Sirius in absolute horror. Both of them looked at Stella who was laid on a sofa, staining it with her blood.
James sprinted down their staircase, almost tumbling down. His mind was going in places. He had so many questions but he didn't dare ask them.
"What happened?" asked Sirius, more like demanded to Woolly. He had a hunch that maybe her house-elf's got something to do with it. Not all of them were good. Take Kreacher for example.
"Woolly saw Miss Stella get hit by Master!" Cried out Woolly as he strode over to his mistress' side. "Master smashed a vase at Miss Stella and pushed her into a wall. Woolly saw blood coming from her head."
With one hand holding an unconscious Stella's and the other one forming a fist, at that moment, James Potter thought he could hurt and kill Stella's own father.
"Fleamont, the dittany." said Euphemia. Her husband handed it to her and looked at James. "This'll hurt, just let her hold your hand, James."
As Euphemia put droplets of dittany on her back and on her head, Stella started to wince and cry out of pain. Her whole body was shaking, writhing in pain. Soon enough, the whole pain itself made Stella regain her consciousness.
"Stop! please, stop!" pleaded Stella, trying to push Euphemia out of the way. She'd rather take a cruciatus curse rather than large cuts around her body that were letting out pools of blood, because the pain only focuses there, not around her entire body where it's scattered when she was under an unforgivable curse.
For a second, Stella wished her life would just end right there. The pain was so unbearable that she would do anything to make it stop.
James and Sirius had to hold Stella's hand down. "Mum! hurry up! she's in too much pain!" shouted James, sternly.
"I know, just a bit more." said Euphemia, calmly. She knew her son couldn't bear to see Stella in agony.
With his other hand, James tried to sooth and stroke her hair. "It'll be over soon, love. Just a bit more." he shushed.
Thankfully, her pain started to disperse as Euphemia was done putting dittany on her large wound on her back near her shoulder, and on the back of her head, leaving it with no scar.
Even if she was stained with blood, James helped Stella and hugged her immediately. He swore to himself that he'll never let her near that house again. He swore that Stella was now his top responsibility and priority. He swore that he'll protect her at any cost, even if it meant putting his life on the line.
"I'm here, you're safe now."
Stella Rosier couldn't sleep that night and here she was standing in front of James' door, debating whether she knocks or not. She cursed herself for yearning James' comfort. It was like her body was forcing her to be with James, for he was the only one who ever showed Stella that affection and now, she couldn't sleep at some nights without it.
It was obvious that Stella craved physical affection since she grew up without them and Stella hated to admit it but...
Only James Potter could give her that kind of affection and do some things in the organ that pumps her blood.
With a huff, Stella decided to knock once. Hopefully she doesn't regret her decision.
"Sirius! my answer is still no! I'm not sneaking ou-"
James jumped out of shock when it was Stella that was behind his door. He took one sip from his glass before setting it down as Stella came towards him.
He flushed red when he saw Stella wearing her night dress. She had her blue doe eyes out, clearly asking for something.
"I- I can't sleep." said Stella in utter embarrassment. "Can I sleep with you?"
James Potter spat out all of his chocolate milk on the floor.
"What?!"
"Sleep beside you." said Stella, innocently as she tilted her head, clearly confused.
For a second, James thought she meant the other thing.
That was probably one of his wildest dreams, considering they haven't even snogged yet nor has she ever fancied him.
James threw a rag on the floor to clean his mess up before standing again and laying on his bed. "Y-yeah, you can sleep with me- beside me."
Stella climbed onto James' bed, and in an instant, their bodies were connected like magnets. Each of them yearning for the other. "I hope I didn't disturb your... chocolate milk routine."
James chuckled, feeling his heart flutter and his stomach do a whole flip when she snuggled on to his chest again. He could have a cardiac arrest right then and there. "You didn't. Besides, I'd rather have you than my chocolate mi-"
James stopped mid-sentence as what he just said could have a double meaning.
Godric- what's up with his mind tonight?
"I meant, you! I'd rather drink you- no! wait! I meant -I'd rather have you - no, not that! I meant-"
"Shut up, I know what you mean."
"Okay, sorry."
Stella could already feel the tranquility that James has with his presence. "Just please hold me."
He obliged, hugging her tighter and never intending to let go, as if she was officially his.
James was happy, over the moon to be exact but he couldn't help but feel bad. The memories of Stella's cries and pleads were still fresh from his head.
He wanted to ask her if she was now okay, but he knew once he did, she'll start crying again, remembering her siblings and all.
For a few minutes, none of them talked. Their connected bodies were already saying millions of words to each other, fulfilling their needs. Stella and James could feel each other's heartbeat at that moment, they could even hear that it's on sync.
James inhaled her jasmine and vanilla scent. He buried his head into hers, mumbling these very words: "You know I'll protect you from anything for as long as I can."
"And I you." mumbled Stella as she was starting to drift off. "You're bonkers if you think I'm abandoning your arrogant arse."
James laughed at her response. "Why thank you, Mrs. Potter."
Stella lazily huffed at his nickname for her. "Why are you even calling me that? it's horrible."
"Let me see, because I'm your soulmate and you are currently living with me, your future husband." explained James with no hint of sarcasm, unlike Stella's.
Stella wasn't able to respond, instead all James got was soft and quiet snores.
When James was sure she was sleeping, he placed a chaste kiss on her forehead and nuzzled on to her body even more.
James took a yawn and he was staring to drift away, with his Stella beside him. He took one last smile at her before closing his eyes. "I love you." he mumbled so quietly that even he could barely hear it.
But she heard it.
And at that second, Stella Rosier was sure that between all that hatred, annoyance, and irritation she felt for James...
There was no denying that she felt a teenie tiny spark of love.
Especially in that moment.
author's note
AAAAAAH it's starting!!
their 6th year will be full of drama between james, stella, and snape, with a dash of wolfstar.
and id you're wondering if snape could end up with stella, NO.
if you go to the chapter "ACT II" you could see ships on there. notice that there isn't any "stella to snape" because stella doesn't feel anything romantic towards snape, and all the ships there are romantic.
that's all, thx for coming to my ted talk. :>
p.s. the amortentia scene is just soooo
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