*NEW CHAPTER WILL BE POSTED AFTER I HIT 52 REVIEWS. I hope you all still want more of this story, I miss writing it.

pretty sure this is the longest chapter so far for the story so hopefully that makes up for the late update

"You'd think with the holiday coming up, everyone would be more lenient," James complained, running a hand through his hair, successfully managing to smear ink across his forehead.

"Sometimes, I feel as though Minnie does this just to spite us." Sirius added onto James' complaint, dropping his legs into Pixie's lap.

Rolling her eyes, Pixie merely rested her arms on his, setting her chin in her hands as she looked at the two boys, struggling last minute with their ten page Transfiguration report.

"Lily and I both told you numerous times to get on with it, but you choose this path," Pixie responded dramatically, heaving a sigh for good measure. "At this rate, you'll end up with detention on the night of your great Halloween ball."

"Merlin, don't call it a ball, Pix," Sirius tossed his quill across the room, wincing when it nailed a first year on the back. "Remus is going to have to help me, I simply can't continue this task. I fear I may faint."

"Always so dramatic, huh Padfoot?" James mused as he scratched away at his parchment, still not noticing the inky smear on his forehead.

"You act as though that's a negative, honey, but it's actually quite the positive." Sirius smirked, and turned his attention to Pixie.

"May I help you, Sirius?" Pixie asked, setting her wand down, thus ending the stream of bubbles she was making from it.

"You never wear short sleeves, but now that you are, I can really see your tattoos." Sirius reached over, and traced the black rose inked on her forearm.

"If it weren't so bloody cold all the time, I'd wear short sleeves more often. I'd even be wearing a sweater now, if Remus was around for me to steal them." Pixie shrugged, and leaned over so Sirius could further inspect her tattoo.

"Mate, you're going to rip her arm up if you keep that up." James idly commented as he continued his schoolwork.

"Oi, just get back to your report, Prongs." Sirius rolled his eyes, and outlined the simple "we're all mad here" written in cursive above the rose.

Goosebumps rose on Pixie's arms, and she studied Sirius' face while he studied her arm. When he started to look too closely at her arm, and see what was beneath the tattoo, she gently pulled her arm away. He looked up at her, his grey eyes filled with questions, but she crossed her arms and averted her eyes.

"Done!" James shouted, drawing Sirius' attention away from Pixie. "It's a load of garbage, and honestly utter rubbish, but its done!"

"And yet somehow you were made into Head Boy?" Pixie asked rhetorically, shaking her head with a grin on her face.

James huffed, but stood up and stretched his arms over his head in an over exaggerated motion. "Padfoot, if you want to be able to attend the party tonight, I suggest you find Remus and get the rest of your paper finished fast. Our free hour is almost up."

Sirius moved his legs off of Pixie, and stood up with James. "Right, then, let's find the cheeky bastard."

"Honestly, you guys make my head spin sometimes. One minute you call each other endearing nicknames, the next you're spewing out insulting ones." Pixie shook her head in mock disappointment, and stood up as well.

"It's a part of the plan, Pix." James assured her, shoving his report in his book bag and tugging it over his shoulder.

"And what plan might that be, Jamesy boy? I wasn't aware of a plan past getting Evans," Sirius commented, and followed James as he walked to the door.

"I always have some sort of plan, don't I, dog?" James smirked, running his hand through his already messy hair.

"Watch it, deer." Sirius playfully warned, and took his wand out of his robes.

Pixie followed them out the commons room door, pulling on her robes as she walked. She kept her wand hidden but not out of reach, just in case.

"So, Pixie, excited for your little date tonight?" James teased as they walked to the library to find Remus.

"Erm, yeah." Pixie replied awkwardly, attempting to sound enthusiastic.

"It's all Peter's been talking about lately," Sirius rolled his eyes, smiling a bit. "He's practically wet the bed each night this week since you said yes."

James shoved Sirius playfully, shaking his head. "Come on now, Sirius, you know that's not nice."

"Since when has our Sirius been known to be the nicest person around?" Pixie laughed, tossing an arm around him.

"I take great offence to that, thank you very much," Sirius huffed, and dramatically wiggled out of Pixie's arm and clutched onto James. "Sweetheart, darling, take me away from her."

"Now, now, love, let's not make a scene." James hushed Sirius, and wrapped his arms around him protectively.

"When will you guys admit your undying love for each other?" Pixie sighed, and entered the library with the two lovebirds trailing behind her.

Pixie looked throughout the library, taking extra caution to be quiet when she saw all the students studying, why she wasn't sure, but she wasn't going to interrupt them. It was in a far back corner of the room that they found Remus, a dimly lit area partially hidden from view. To her surprise, he was sat with a Hufflepuff girl. A Hufflepuff girl with impossibly long, glossy black hair, sultry brown eyes, and all around beautiful features. They were fairly close together, their heads nearly touching as they talked quietly to each other, their finished schoolwork stacked neatly in front of them.

In her chest, Pixie felt something tighten, and although she didn't understand why, her eyes pricked with what felt like tears. She blinked them away furiously, and stood there feeling like she had the wind knocked out of her as James cleared his throat.

"Studying hard, Remus?" James chuckled, walking over and plopping down in the seat across from them.

Remus looked alarmed, and quickly sat upright as he looked at James. "Erm, what are you doing here?"

"Sirius needs your help with the Transfiguration report, Remz." James cocked his head to the side and studied Remus.

"I'll see you later, Remus." The Hufflepuff said, and gently brushed past Pixie who still had yet to move.

"Bye," Remus called halfheartedly.

"Well, well, well," Sirius slid into the now abandoned chair. "What do we have here?"

"Uh, well, that was um, Magdalena, she's a Hufflepuff." Remus responded, clearing his throat a bit awkwardly.

"We saw the house robes, mate. Tell us something we don't know," James' smirk only grew bigger.

"You should remember her, really, she was the girl who used to snag us bits of food from the kitchen before we found out about the pear, Peter was friends with her," Remus explained. "She also got us a few of the decorations for tonight, in fact. I asked her to go with me."

Sirius' eyebrows practically shot off of his face, and he fell out of his chair with a loud bang. James looked alarmed, but it wasn't for the reason Pixie thought.

"REMUS JOHN LUPIN, I HAVE NEVER BEEN MORE PROUD OF YOU THAN IN THIS MOMENT, MY BOY, MY CHILD, MY SON IS GROWING UP, WAIT UNTIL I INFORM YOUR MOTHER-" Sirius' loud, dramatic monologue was cut off by the librarian running over to them with her wand help in front of her, hushing his and demanding they all leave at once.

They all hurried out of the library, Remus' face bright red, James almost choking on his laughter, Sirius still spluttering out about how proud he was, and Pixie feeling numb. Once they had exited, Sirius slapped Remus on the back and gave him a rather large hug.

"My boy, my boy, my sweet little wolf, you've really outdone yourself here, Moony." Sirius beamed brightly, messing up Remus' hair as they walked.

"Rems, you really should have waited until we were out of the general public before telling Sirius, you know his theatrics are out of hand ninety-eight percent of the time." James sighed, looking over his shoulder at the librarian, glaring at them from the edge of the library.

"Yes, well, I would have hoped that perhaps by seventh year he would have mellowed out a bit, but of course, it slipped my mind that this is the same child who went to Madame Pomfrey for a 'busted gut' from laughing too hard." Remus rolled his eyes, trying to escape Sirius' hold on him.

"Lily was the one who caused my busted gut, chucking a Potions book at Jamesy boy like that," Sirius defended himself. "Now, let's head to the commons room for the little time we have left so I can copy your report."

"I'll see you guys later, I'm going to find Lily," Pixie said. The Marauders waved her off, and disappeared down the corridor.

Pixie's mind was whirling, and she really didn't want to take the time to think of why she had such a strong reaction to Remus and the Hufflepuff. The Hufflepuff named Magdalena with glossy hair and stunning eyes and chiseled features and- ugh.

Pixie shook her head, and wandered around the halls aimlessly, searching for something to take her mind off of Remus. Her next class, Transfiguration, started in roughly twenty minutes, too long for her to sit and stew about in her thoughts.

It was while walking down a more abandoned hallway, near the Slytherin commons room, that Pixie found her distraction. Her distraction came in the form of Regulus Black's shaking form, as he sat curled into himself in the darker part of the corridor with quiet sobs wracking through his body.

"Regulus?" Pixie dared to say, her hand automatically reaching in to grip her wand, just in case anything were to happen.

Regulus jolted up with a start, his hand fumbling around in his robes for his wand, which he then held towards Pixie with a shaking hand. He wiped his sleeve across his face, no doubt attempting to rid the evidence of his sobs.

"If it's a fight you wanted, you could have arranged it while you were eavesdropping with my lord and I," Regulus stated coldly, but his voice wavered when he said the words 'my lord'.

Taking a chance, Pixie released her wand back into its pocket, and held her empty hands out in front of her.

"I don't want to fight you, Regulus. I don't want that at all." Pixie said calmly, staying still.

"Then what is it that you do want, Blackwoods?" Regulus narrowed his eyes. His stance was still defensive, although Pixie did notice his arm holding the wand dropped ever so slightly.

"I'm here to offer you help," Pixie answered. "And I know you want help. I know you want out."

Regulus laughed, a hollow sound that chilled Pixie to the core. "I don't need anyone's help. What makes you think that?"

"Because this isn't the path you want to take." Pixie bit her lip, and moved closer to him.

"Don't come any closer, or I swear I'll hex you." Regulus threatened, and held his wand up strong and steady.

"Look, I know you wouldn't be sitting here crying if you weren't scared. You're too young for this kind of life. Continuing Voldemort's work will only get you killed," Pixie paused. "And I know your brother doesn't want to lose you. He misses you."

Regulus pushed Pixie against the wall, and pressed his wand against her jugular.

"You can tell my brother that if he misses me, he can tell me himself. And if he really wanted to help me, he would offer me his own hand." Regulus snarled out, shoving Pixie out of the way, and stormed off down the hallway.

Before he turned down the corridor, he stopped, and turned slightly towards Pixie, who had stumbled onto the floor and was sitting there, stunned at what had happened.

"It isn't like I don't also miss him." He muttered softly, and disappeared down the hall.

-o-

The Halloween feast was spectacular, unlike anything Pixie had ever experienced before in her life. All around, there were floating jack o'lanterns glowing brighter than anything she had ever seen before, live bats flying around but never bothering the students or staff, and throughout the air were floating orange and black streamers that somehow managed to not get caught on fire.

The giant pumpkins scattered around the Great Hall were carved out, and filled with candy, bowls of apples, black cauldrons filled with giant lollipops, carrot cake, goblets of colored candy, and large cauldrons filled with pumpkin juice. Around each table were more black cauldrons filled with different colored, different smelling potions with steam billowing off of them, and all the silver silverware had been replaced with black colored ones, and the tablecloths were replaced from the usual house colors to dingy white, cobweb covered ones that somehow didn't get stuck on anyone, despite their appearance.

The ghosts floated freely through the room, as they usually did, although now it seemed all the resident Hogwarts ghosts were around, talking and laughing joyfully over the students. Occasionally, Pixie would see them pass through a student or brush through them, and the student would freeze and shiver as though they had been dunked in ice cold water, but it would wear off after a few minutes and they would go back to normal.

As amazing as it was, the students who were planning on attending the Marauders party were inhaling their food, hardly taking the time to enjoy it. Everyone was excited for it, since it was the Marauders and it was in the Gryffindor's common room, so the people from other houses who were invited were anxious to see what it looked like, and what the Marauders had done to make it Halloween acceptable. Plus, everyone still needed to change into their costumes.

Throughout the feast, Pixie, Lily, and Alice were conversing excitedly, more interested in discussing the party than they were in the food, although it was amazing and creative. A few different times, Pixie noticed Marlene staring at them with an odd expression, but she ignored her. The Marauders were also excited, but anytime someone would ask them about the party they would shovel food into their mouths and speak, ensuring that no one would be able to understand anything they said. It was entertaining to watch, really.

After dinner, the food was wiped clean from their plates, and heaps of dessert appeared in front of them. Again, the students finished quickly, and waited anxiously in their seats until Dumbledore gave them the okay to do whatever they please.

Judging from the way Dumbledore looked over everyone with a twinkle in his eye, he either knew or suspected something was going on beside the Halloween feast. He stood up, and cleared his throat, successfully getting everyone's attention.

"Now that our bellies are full, and, if you ate like I did, about to burst, our Halloween Feast has come to an end. But, that does not mean festivities are over. We have a lovely performance set up by our resident ghouls, and a delightful lights show as well later tonight." Dumbledore beamed, and then continued. "However, you are free to go to your common rooms, or, any other festivities you may have planned. Have a wonderful Halloween!"

The last sentence was all the party go-ers needed to hear before rushing off towards their respective common rooms, to get dressed and to then jet over to the Gryffindor's common room as fast as they could.

Pixie, Lily, and Alice all raced to their dorms, giggling and laughing the whole time as they did. Once they reached the dorm, they all jumped into action, preparing themselves for the evening.

Lily, who unsurprisingly had decided to do a couples costume with James, was dressed as a doe. She wore a short brown formfitting dress, which she had sewn a deer tail onto the back of, and black mary janes. She had Pixie paint her face up to look like a doe, which Pixie had designed based off of the deer snapchat filter she used to overuse. Her normally curly red hair had been tamed and straightened, and for ears she used a temporary charm that caused soft, velvety doe ears to sprout from the sides of her head. If it had been anyone else but Lily, it would have looked ridiculous.

Alice wasn't going to dress up, being she was a pureblood who wasn't used to the muggle way of celebrating Halloween, but Pixie managed to convince her to let her dress her up. So, Pixie chose to dress her up as Carrie, mainly because of her reddish blonde hair. She would have chosen Reagan from the Exorcist, but Carrie seemed more fitting. Alice put on the dressy white dress, and Pixie poured fake blood on her that she had picked up from the "Authentic Muggle Costumes" shop. She was careful not to get it on the carpet, and used a drying spell to make it not sticky. That way, Alice was still able to touch people and sit on things without making a mess, but looked bloody horrifying.

Pixie decided she would go as a vampire, since most of her usual costumes hadn't yet been created. She put on thick eye makeup, dark purple lipstick with a smidge of fake blood running out of the side of her mouth, and for the teeth, she had a pair of custom made fangs she had gotten back in her world for Halloween one year, so she wore those. For clothes, she wore a black lace bustier babydoll dress, black fishnets, and tall leather ankle boots. To make it more interesting, she drew a black crescent moon in the middle of her forehead with two dots on either side, and wore a small cross necklace for good measure.

"Lily, you look so adorable!" Alice squealed, smiling widely as she gave Lily a hug.

"You look fairly bloody, Alice," Lily decided to say, giving her a smile. "Very gorey. I can't wait until Frank sees you."

"I think she looks positively frightening, and perfect for Halloween." Pixie declared, running her tongue over the unfamiliar prosthetic fangs in her mouth.

"You definitely look sexual," Alice stated, eyeing Pixie up and down. "Don't you think it's a bit much?"

Pixie shrugged, and pulled her hair up in a high ponytail. "It's Halloween, Alice."

"I've never seen those, Pixie," Lily changed the subject, pointing at the birds tattooed over her collarbone. "Or that one." She motioned towards the alien head behind her ear.

"I've also got this one." Pixie lifted the hem of her dress a bit more, so they were able to fully see the black cat in a mirror inked on her right thigh. "And another, that you lot can't see at the moment since it's on my side."

"My parents would never let me do that." Alice said in wonder, looking at the ink on Pixie's skin.

"Well, we weren't very close anyways. They certainly didn't approve of these either." Pixie shrugged, and then walked towards the door. "Let's go."

With Pixie leading the way, the girl's walked down the stairs with a few other Gryffindor's following suit as they all made their way to the party, which seemed to be in full swing already and crowded with students.

"How did I ever end up with such a beautiful girlfriend?" James appeared out of nowhere, and gave Lily a tight hug. "You're so adorable, flower."

Lily smiled and gave him a chaste kiss, before commenting on his outfit, which consisted of him looking like a deer. "Subtle as ever, I see."

James somehow had managed to get small yet impressive antlers growing out of his head, and had face paint on to resemble a deer's face. Only a Marauder would go through so much trouble for a costume.

"Thanks, love. Remus helped me with it," James grinned, and wrapped an arm around Lily. "Honestly, we're the best looking couple in here. I feel sad for everyone else really."

"Have I ever told you how much I love your modesty, James?" Lily teased, laughing as James pulled her into another hug.

"Well, I see Frank, so I'll go find out what his reaction will be." Alice straightened her bloody dress, and made her way over towards the fireplace where Frank was standing wrapped in toilet paper like a mummy.

"She seems to have had quite the accident," James shook his head, and nodded at Pixie. "Your date should be down rather soon, from what I heard his costume was having complications."

"Lovely," Pixie nodded. "Where's Remus?"

"Over with Magdalena by the pumpkin station." James motioned towards the right of them.

"Ah." Pixie replied shortly, wishing she hadn't asked. It shouldn't have been such a shock to her, she knew he was taking her, but her chest hurt again and she didn't know why.

"If only Sirius and Peter would hurry up, we could really get this thing going." James sighed dramatically.

Pixie took the time to look around the commons room, something she hadn't done yet. It looked spectacular, a few giant Pumpkins were strewn about, carved and pulsating with purple, orange, and black lights, bubbles in the shape of bats and ghosts floated across the room, and the room was lit by floating candles and jack o'lanterns, giving it a cozy yet energetic atmosphere. Cobwebs were packed into every corner, orange streamers were put up, and there was an odd black tarp covering the ceiling above them. There was fog starting to drift about, which Pixie assumed was because everyone was about to be arriving.

"The entertainment has arrived!" Sirius bounded down the stairs, shouting at the top of his lungs as he landed with a flourish. "Bow to me, gremlins."

Sirius was wearing a spiked leather jacket, with no shirt underneath, tight black skinny jeans, his mane of hair messy and spiked in some places but of course, since he's Sirius, it worked for him. In his ears, which were still a bit red and swollen looking, he had safety pins shoved through each lobe. Around his neck, to top it all off, was a black cord necklace with a round black stone hanging off of it.

"Sirus, who exactly are you dressed up as?" Pixie raised an eyebrow.

"I'm Sid Vicious, my idol and future lover," Sirius stated simply, then gave Pixie an appraising look. "You look smashing, love."

Pixie grinned, giving him the full effect of her vampire teeth. "Thanks, padfoot."

Peter came down the stairs then, and almost tripped over the last step. He was dressed rather formally, and had a small red cape hooked onto his shoulders.

"Your prince charming awaits." Sirius bowed to Peter, and then fumbled behind his back for a moment before launching glitter into the air around them. He then of course, promptly inhaled some of the glitter and started a loud coughing fit.

"Pixie you look really-erm you're-blimey-bloody hell-" Peter stuttered, turning bright red as he tried to compliment her.

"Thank you, Peter." Pixie smiled, then looped her arm through Peter's.

"Alright, well, now we can really get this party started." James said, and drug Sirius away from the glitter he was still managing to inhale, and Peter, Lily, and Pixie followed them into the threshold of the party.

One of the Marauders, probably Sirius, had mixed both muggle and wizard songs together and played them throughout the common room, how, Pixie wasn't sure. Sirius drug James and Peter off somewhere, probably to get ready for whatever else they had planned for the party, so it was just Lily and Pixie. Which was fine, because they had enough fun on their own. The two girl's managed to get Alice and Frank over to them, and they all danced together. It was the most fun Pixie had in a long time.

Eventually, the Marauders came back. This time, they had Remus and Magdalena with them, and Pixie made sure to distract herself by grabbing Peter's hand and dancing with him. To Pixie's surprise, Peter was fairly fun to dance with. He wasn't that good, but neither was she, and it was the first time Pixie felt Peter actually be himself around her. She was enjoying herself, even if Remus and his possible girlfriend stayed in the back of her mind.

A few hours after the party had really gotten going, the Marauders paused the music, and Sirius shrieked using the voice amplifier charm to get everyone's attention. Pixie was certain her ears would be ringing for days.

"Alright, so, obviously we can't go door to door trick or treating like muggles would, but, we do have something fairly nice in place for you all." James grinned. "Now, hopefully you all brought an empty pillow case like we told you to, so you all will be able to participate."

Lily nudged Pixie, and handed her a pillow case. Pixie had completely forgotten, and shot her a grateful thanks.

"Hold up whatever sort of bag or holding container or whatever you want to call it, because it's about to get real sweet up in here!" Sirius yelled, and the way he slurred his words partially made Pixie wonder if he had been drinking at all.

"Descendo!" All the Marauders shouted at once, pointing their wands up to the ceiling, and what seemed like an endless supply of candy showered down from the ceiling.

Pixie was speechless, and so was Lily, but they both tried their best to catch as much as they could. It wasn't very hard, although candy does hurt when it hits you on the head. The candy shower finally stopped, and everyone erupted in cheers for the Marauders, who stood on their table basking in the glory.

The music and dancing resumed once more, and the Marauders slowly made their way back over to the girls.

"You're bloody incredible!" Lily embraced James, her heavy candy bag almost knocking into Magdalena.

"Believe me, I know," James smirked.

"And always so arrogant," Remus sighed in mock disappointment. "Pix, I haven't had a chance to say hi. You look wonderful."

"Thanks, Remus." Pixie responded, her words almost getting caught in her throat as Magdalena slipped her arm through Remus'.

"Is everything alright, Pixie?" Remus asked her, his kind eyes searching hers.

"I'm fine." Pixie replied shortly, and turned to Peter. "Let's dance."

After about another hour, the party was slowly winding down, and people were starting to leave. After all, it was well after midnight at this point, and they had gotten up rather early for school that day.

James and Lily had disappeared off to who-knows-where, Sirius was off talking to some girl dressed as a cat, and Remus was near the portrait hole speaking to Magdalena, while Pixie and Peter sat on one of the couches covered in cobwebs.

"I had a really good time with you, Pixie." Peter said earnestly, giving her a timid smile.

"Yeah, tonight was great, Peter. And honestly, the effort you guys put into this, amazing." Pixie shook her head, and grinned at Peter. "This was loads of fun."

"I like you a lot," Peter blurted out, his cheeks flushing red. "And I've been waiting for the perfect time to do this, and right now feels right, so."

Peter leaned in towards Pixie, closing his eyes and angling his mouth to kiss her. However, before he could, Pixie put a hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Woah, Peter, I like you too, but as a friend." Pixie said gently, trying to not hurt his feelings.

Peter looked at her, his posture deflating. "Oh. Well, I thought you had a good time tonight?"

"I did, because I was with an amazing friend." Pixie assured him, scooting a bit further away from him.

"You like someone else, don't you?" Peter asked, his face dimming.

"No, I don't. I'm not interested in anyone right now." Pixie replied, although for a moment her eyes flickered over towards Remus and Magdalena.

Peter looked over where her eyes had wandered to, and clenched his jaw when he saw Remus. "Oh. I get it. Well, you may as well date me because he likes Magdalena."

Pixie's mouth dropped open, and she stood up in shock like someone had electrocuted her. "I don't like Remus like that, Peter. And that's a really fucking rude thing for you to say."

Without waiting for his response, Pixie stormed away from him, and headed towards the girl's dormitories. Before she went up the stairs, she looked back to see Remus kissing Magdalena goodbye. Her chest aching, she hurried upstairs, and headed straight for the bathroom.

She yanked off her shoes and tossed them aside, and did the same with her clothing. Taking her hair down, she turned the shower onto the hottest temperature and took off her fangs, then hopped in the shower and slid to the floor, wrapping her knees against her bare chest. She let the burning hot water pound onto her body, forcing herself to hold in the tears she was confused about shedding.

Truly, she didn't get why seeing Remus with Magdalena hurt so much. She also didn't understand why Peter said something like that and acted that way towards her for no reason. It all made her eyes burn and her chest hurt, so she laid her head on top of her knees and stayed in there until the water became too much to bare.

Once she was out, her skin was red from the heat and her makeup had ran down her face making it look like she had sobbed, which she really hadn't done. Using her wand, she dried her hair and removed her makeup, then dressed in shorts. Although she knew she shouldn't, she put on one of Remus' sweater because it smelt like him.

Pixie pulled back her covers and found Poz waiting, letting out an annoyed meow before moving down to the foot of her bed. Sighing deeply, she laid on her bed, and burrowed into Remus' sweater, staying like that until she fell asleep.

For some reason, the scent of him comforted her and made her sad at the same time.

-o-

dang son an update? Crazy i know, weird man. This chapter was probably the hardest to write, simply because i was dreading the whole halloween part but it wasn't too bad? I mean i still feel like the party was a really lame part of the chapter, but i'm really just not into halloween so i knew it was gonna be awkward no matter what lol. I realize i now have two chapters in a row ending with pixie lying in bed and that actually really bugs me but i suck at ending chapters so oh well.

sorry it took so long, but at least i didn't take as long as last time. And hopefully i'll update again much sooner. on the brightside inspo for this story kinda came back so wooo thats great. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, followed, and favoritied this story i love u all ur all so precious ahh.

as always, comments and ideas for the story are always appreciated and loved and welcomed and make me happy as heck so that'd be lovely if you'd drop me one. Also i'm thinking of starting another hp story where an oc gets inserted into the golden trio era or somthin like that because i love fred and draco and hermione and blaise and need them in my life. so if you'd be interested in that, keep an eye out for it. i just really love oc insert stories and i'm not sure why.

long as heck authors note as usual, but it's over now. again thanks for all the reviews and dont be afraid to leave another one, luv yall.

-TheFlyingGraysons