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Chapter Two: Wanting to Belong

Stories were what stormed the school, with the main topic as the ever so infamous Marauders. Stories of James Potter catching a freed snitch, Sirius Black got a new Girlfriend, Remus Lupin skipped class, and Peter Pettigrew asked a girl out swept the halls. Canada heard them all. A window nook that overlooked the castle was placed at the right place so every story available was open to her ears.

This nook was perfect for when Canada got bored in England's classroom. She found that she could read, write letters, and compose songs all in the same place. Well she just couldn't play her guitar there. She wanted no one to see her hidden talent, even if they didn't know her.

Another activity Canada found herself doing was hanging out with the Marauders. Around four thirty every day, after classes, Canada would leave her nook and head to the lake. There she sat on the dock or under the tree, waiting for the boys. She learned about them every visit. Such as, James and Sirius were related down the line, Peter had an addiction to cheese, and Remus had a sister that lived in British Colombia.

So far Canada's favorite was Remus. He was quiet, knew his facts, and still had the guts to speak up. Still Canada seemed to think he would know too much one day. Such as her 'middle' name. No country really had a name; all had been made up so they could be called something with their close friends and citizens. Most 'middle' names were just 'country' or 'nation' in their native language. English speaking countries had Latin. All but America who's was 'Foster' or sometimes 'Freedom'. Canada was somewhat scared of Remus' knowledge, but would be willing to tell all four (she was sort of iffy on Peter, although) if they found out. Sooner or later she thought she would have to.

For today she sat under the tree and waited. When no one showed up for twenty minutes, she decided to go explore the castle. Her floor plan consisted of the Nook, England's Classroom, the Lake, with the hallways between. Heading up the stairs seemed difficult at sight but if you jumped from case to case, the task was exhilarating. Canada jumped from floor to floor not catching sight of teachers or students, which surprised her that no one had been out. When Canada hit the seventh floor she stopped, because this floor was different from the rest. All other floors had a door or window on every wall. One wall stood out with two torches on the end of the wall.

Walking up to the wall, Canada ran her fingers over the wall like it would tell her something. Suddenly Canada was hit with a memory that had enough force to knock her off her feet.

"Come on, Al. Hurry up!" A girl around fourteen whined to a boy around the same age. Both looked somewhat alike, and would like twin-like if they were the same gender. The boy let out a huff, turning to the girl.

"Maddie, I'm trying, okay? The books said three times and think hard. I'm doing both but it's just not working." 'Maddie' walked over to 'Al' and pushed him away while she walked three times in fount of the wall. 'Al' stared in amazement as a door appeared out of nowhere. 'Maddie' walked over to the door, opened it and waited for 'Al'. He grumbled as he walked into the appeared room.

Inside the room, the place was old fashioned but cozy. 'Maddie' easily went and sat on a rose red couch in fount of a blazing fire. She sighed and relaxed, as 'Al' looked over the room in half- horror half- curiousness.

He gulped, "Maddie? Why did you pick France's living room?" He walked carefully over to the couch to look at his sister. She stared up at him and sighed in defeat, hanging her head. Tears glistened at the edge of her eyes. Jumping 'Al' hugged his sister comforting, whispering comforting things to her.

"I miss him… But I hate him," 'Maddie' looked up to look at her brother, he whipped away her tears," He left me without saying 'bye'. Then I see him again and he has a new colony. I shouldn't hate her, but I feel like I do." Her brother nodded in understanding. He knew what it was like to be abandoned by someone. His natives left him in a bizarre land after a ship expedition. All had almost died, but him, the chief, and a few more people. Once they got there, they left him there to later be found by England. He knew 'Maddie' had a hate for England. He forced her to learn a new language, dress like a girl, and eat weird food. Thinking about this 'Al' never had seen her smile truly. She smiled when seeing the queen to be polite, and when meeting company, other than that she barely spoke and never smiled.

Canada gasped for air after them memory. She had a slight recognition of the wall. She looked at it in wonder. She got up and paced in fount of the wall. Suddenly, almost scaring Madeline, a door appeared. It was medal-like with a brass knob. Opening the door, Canada saw a rugged couch and a few different instruments. Guitars, a piano, basses, a drum set, and orchestra interments. Canada laughed that her with came true. Walking around the room, a clang came by the door. Spinning dizzily, Madeline saw four boys, one bent over in pain.

"Hey boys, what's wrong with Remus?" Canada walked up to then despite their protests. She placed both her hands on Remus' shoulders. She closed her eyes and a warm glow came from her hands. Slowly Remus' groans quieted. He looked up at her rubbing her stomach.

"H-how did you do that?" Madeline gave a smile that told a secret. Suddenly she got serious.

"You didn't need to keep that from me. Being one isn't something to be ashamed about." Remus hung his head.

"I-I'm just think no one will want to friends with a werewolf." Madeline gave him a calming, and then turned to the other three boys.

"And you three, helping him is stupid," They were about to protest again, but Canada sighed, "but guess I have not been honest, either." They gave her curious looks. Canada walked over to the couch and gestured for them to follow. They sat around Canada, looking at her expecting. Silence came over them as Canada thought of how to place the words together.

"Alright," The sudden word made the four jump, " I got a feeling, one of you aren't what you say you are, so I'm going to do a contest," The boys shared looks of excitement and acuteness of who the liar is," Find out what my secret is. You can't tell anyone else. I willknow if you tell the others so I suggest you don't. I'll give you twenty-four hours to figure it out, those who don't won't get to know it… ever."

The boys nodded in agreement, "Wait, do we get any clues?" Peter asked who Canada got a late introduction to.

Canada thought about it, "Yeah. What are the differences between Arthur and me?"With that, she ushered the boys out. "Remus has to get to the shack before it gets too late. See you later boys!" With that she pushed them out. The room changed suddenly, to a comfy room like from the memory but this one was her living room, not her former care-taker's. She relaxed looking into the flames. She curled up, falling asleep in front of the fire.

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"You're a country." Canada stiffened, turning slowly, trying to look normal. She smiled slightly at the boy staring proudly before her.

"And you figured that out how, Severus?" She took a step closer to him, narrowing her eyes, finger hovering above her knife, ready to hurt in needed.

I found out I have a habit of making cliff-hangers without meaning too. I meant to here though. To be clear, this is in the Marauder Era, not Harry Potter's, this is about his parents. I keep getting that feeling like someone out there isn't getting it. So that's just to be clear. Sorry, it's kind of short. So yeah, next chapter maybe… next week? I don't know maybe the week after. Anyway I'll do it as soon as possible!