A group of giggling girls surrounded James and Sirius in the Gryffindor common room.
"And now, ladies," said James with a dramatic flair that would make a circus master jealous, "for your viewing pleasure only—"
"—especially yours—" Sirius bowed to a pretty girl with long, black hair. She giggled.
"—we'll show you magic never seen before. You'll be shocked. Amazed!"
"And when I surprise Prongsie, you'll laugh your bums off!" Sirius said to the crowd behind one hand, as if sharing a secret.
"We'll see about that. Pretty sure I'll get you first," said James. "You'll be so humiliated no one will ever date you again."
"Impossible!" Sirius gasped in mock-offense. "I'm too gorgeous!" He brushed his hair out of his face.
Remus and Peter sat in twin armchairs nearby.
"The world's gonna go under the day those two grow up." Remus crossed his legs and leaned into his chair.
"It's been a while since they pulled a show," said Peter. "Since… last year."
"We could all use to turn off for a bit."
"Not much pranking lately. It's weird," said Peter.
"They won't prank Slytherins anymore." Remus chuckled. "They know better now."
"Doesn't that mean they have grown up? I realize they needed to, but…"
Remus nodded. "Circumstances forced us all to. But don't tell them. It'll boost their ego too much, and they might relapse."
Peter shook his head, attention back on James and Sirius, but his expression changed.
"What're you thinking about?" said Remus.
"Nothing," Peter answered too fast.
Remus shrugged it off. He didn't like talking about feelings either. Maybe that's what Peter was contemplating.
Peter watched his two friends, so dramatic, so amazing—bigger than life—or so he thought once. But they're not, are they…? They aren't perfect. Recent events had shoved Peter outside himself, forced him to look at the bigger picture. Now, he found that picture very different. His friends, others around him, they couldn't protect everyone. They had flaws. They… were human.
The world had become far more frightening and complicated.
Lily came through the portrait hole. "James! There you are."
"Hey." James grinned.
"Finally warming up to us?" With a flick of his hand, Sirius produced a red rose. "For you, my lovely."
Lily rolled her eyes. "No, thanks."
Several girls giggled.
"Then it's for you, my lovely." Sirius bowed and handed the rose to the black-haired girl.
"That's cheating." The girl pouted but couldn't hold in a flattered smile. "You made it for Evans."
Sirius drew back as if affronted. "How dare you accuse me of such a thing when you sit here looking like a goddess? It rips my heart to shreds."
The girls twittered again.
"Never trust this man," James wrapped an arm around Sirius' shoulder, "cause he's just a big, ugly mutt." James dragged Sirius into a headlock and mussed his hair. "Take a good look, ladies. He's ridiculous!"
Sirius dropped from James' grip and sat on the floor, arms crossed in dramatic disappointment. "Prongs, you sod, you're breaking my heart, and here you made me believe I was the only one for you. Cheater!" He scooted beside a blond girl. "That's how all men are, you know. They promise you the world, but when it gets serious, they run with their tails between their legs." He snapped his fingers. "Shallow, dumb mutts, the lot." He sniffed to clear fake tears and the blond almost fell over, she laughed so hard.
Lily wanted to haul Sirius to his feet and smack both him and James back to reality. "Sorry to interrupt, but I need to show you something. And I need your help." She tapped an impatient foot.
"You? Asking for help?" Sirius got up. "Has the world gone mad?"
"Pad, use your mutty head. If she's asking, don't you think it's important?" James cracked a wry smile. "Right, Lils? Marauders only?"
She scowled at the impromptu nickname but nodded.
"Our dorm's fine," said James.
"Thanks." Lily joined Remus and Peter to tell them about the meeting.
"Well, ladies," James turned to the crowd as Lily followed Peter and Remus upstairs, "it's time for one last, magnificent act." He grinned and held up both hands in apology.
"Awww…" came the disappointed response.
Lily's chest burned as she paced the boys' dorm. Mona flew overhead, following her. Remus and Peter sat on their beds, watching.
"Where are they?" she said.
"Easy," said Remus. "They'll be along in a minute."
"This is urgent!"
Mona cooed as if reprimanding Remus on Lily's behalf.
"You do realize Lily's not your owner?" Remus said to the bird.
The instant Mona realized he was talking to her, the promise of attention landed her on Remus' lap, demanding to be petted.
"Then again, you're not at all the pet Severus would choose." Remus stroked Mona's feathers and rubbed her fluffy head.
James and Sirius burst in, laughing.
"Look, Prongs," Sirius pointed at Lily, "there's a beauty in our room. To what do we owe the honor, milady?" He gave her a grand bow.
"This isn't a time for games!" Lily said so loudly Mona fell out of Remus' lap with a disgruntled flap. "Look!" She held up a newspaper. "Remus, you need to see this too." A photo of dirt-covered people outside a shack in a forest took up half the front page. She read aloud, "'The Ministry of Magic is proud to announce they've managed to locate a group of highly dangerous werewolves suspected to be associated with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. New legislation allows the Ministry to take harsh action,' and it goes on…"
Dead silence.
Mona cooed and rubbed Sirius' leg.
"That's very nice… No, not nice—not nice at all," said James. "But what does it have to do with anything? There's been a lot of new werewolf legislature lately."
"The pho-to-graph!" She tapped the picture almost too fast for the boys to see. "Look at it!" She shoved the paper in Remus' face.
"Fenrir Greyback…" Remus said darkly. "As much as I'd love to see him pay for what he's done, I—"
"No. No, no, no! There!" Lily pointed to a small face poking out of the crowd, huge stubborn eyes staring into the camera.
Remus snatched the paper. "Is that…?"
"Evelyn! They have Evelyn!" Lily's chest ached as she said it.
James looked confused. "Who's Evelyn?"
"Remember the little girl from the Wolfsbane Potion trial last year?" Lily shoved aside her annoyance at the boys' bad memories.
"That little thing?" said James, surprised.
"We have to go. Right now! She might be our best shot at finding Sev!" Lily started for the door, but Remus stopped her.
"Be reasonable. We don't even know where they are."
Sirius cleared his throat. "Actually… I think we do." He pointed to three towers poking out of the background tree line. "That's one of the old Black family estates."
"Brilliant!" Lily started for the door again. "Let's go!"
"Hold on." It was James who stopped her this time. "You just want to rush in? Without a plan? Remember what happened last time? I won't let that happen again."
"But it won't," she insisted, "because the four of us aren't going to fight each other. And there's no Voldemort where we're going. Sev may be there, and we can bring him back! He'll help make the Life Defenders better again. Everything will be all right!"
Remus swallowed hard. "That place will be packed with werewolves."
"So?" Lily sat on her knees and looked up into Remus' eyes. "It's not full moon soon, is it?"
"Not for another two weeks."
"You don't have to go." She took Remus' hands. "I understand, really I do. The fewer of us, the better, anyway."
"Of course, I'm going," said Remus with a heavy sigh. "I don't want to stay back and do nothing. That's the worst thing you could ask of me."
Lily squeezed his hands. "You're a brave man, Remus Lupin."
"It's still foolish," he muttered.
James nodded. "Very. And what about the Horcruxes? The Life Defenders? The Dementors?" He listed every complication on a new finger. "Not to mention the Head of Magical Law Enforcement having his eye on us. If we make one mistake, he'll have reason to bring us in for real."
"We'll be quick and careful," said Lily. "We'll pop in, grab Evelyn and apparate out. No one will notice we're gone."
"I say we go," said Sirius, looking excited to have opportunity to do something.
Remus went next. "We should consider—"
"Consider what?" Lily cut him off. "What difference would planning make? We should just go. For Merlin's sake, she's a little kid! I couldn't live with myself if she died and I could have saved her. We can't do anything from in here. We're bloody stuck here while Sev is out risking his life doing Merlin knows what!"
"You're going with or without us, aren't you?" said James.
"How perceptive," Lily shot back.
"Fine. I won't let you go alone." James held out a hand to help her up. She took it.
"Me neither," said Remus.
"I'm in!" Sirius sounded far more excited than he should, earning strange looks from everyone.
Peter shook his head and rubbed together nervous hands but said nothing.
James hung his head. "We leave tomorrow the moment classes end. That gives us all weekend. Just us four."
"Four?" Peter frowned. "There're five of us." He counted everyone aloud.
"You—you want to go?" said James. "Sorry, I assumed you didn't after everything you've said. You don't have to if you don't want to."
"I don't?" Peter seemed surprised.
"Of course not. You said so yourself. This is dangerous. We won't think less of you if you decide not to go."
"I… I don't know…" Peter muttered, ashamed. "What sort of help would I be, anyway? It would be safer if you didn't have to watch out for me too."
"It's fine, Pete," James assured with a pat on the shoulder. "It takes true courage to admit that."
"Yeah…" Peter said, clearly not believing a word James just said. "Sure…"
Friday couldn't come fast enough for Lily. The urge to leave pushed her to watch the clock almost obsessively. She couldn't sleep and kept getting up to check the bag she'd packed.
"Sev," she muttered, "you'd better be there."
She took a long, black box from the drawer in her nightstand and held her breath as she dared a look inside. It was still there—the beautiful silver necklace Sev made her last Christmas. It still shone brightly. Such a creation was only more testament to Sev's power and skill, but, like any other enchanted object, it would revert to its original form if Sev were... to die.
The interwoven lily petals danced into the shape of a necklace, drenched in Sev's magic. As long as this remained intact, he was alive. That made this her most precious possession. She didn't even dare wear it anymore.
Lily brushed careful fingertips over the smooth silver. "Take care of yourself, you idiot… and don't throw a fit when I see you next," she whispered as she replaced the lid and tucked the box back in its drawer where no one could get it by accident. "Sleep well," she whispered to the necklace and checked her bag again.
An hour later, Lily still couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned, heart pounding like an engine piston. "I'll show him!" she muttered into her pillow. I can hold my own. I can fight! Why does he have such a hard time getting that? I'd die for him—for anyone close to me. I want to fight!
Despite it still being early, darkness covered the grounds when Lily, James, Remus and Sirius met. October meant shorter days and gradually worsening weather. Heavy wind ripped at their cloaks, and Lily's hair flew into her face and whipped her cheeks red.
The four crept along the castle wall, but it proved no shelter from the wind.
"In and out," James said, cloak held around him to keep it from flapping in the gusty evening. "If we need to separate, it's me and Sirius, and Remus and Lily. I have the mirrors."
"We already talked about this," said Lily.
"Yes," said James, "but I don't want to be the reason someone dies, so take the invisibility cloak." He handed it to her. "Sirius and I can turn into animals and blend in. They won't know we're wizards. You two can't do that."
Remus took the cloak for Lily. "Good thinking." He stuffed it in his backpack, fighting to keep the wind from stealing it.
"How will we get off the grounds from here?" said Lily. "Why not use the mirror we took last time?"
"I don't want to do anything we did last time. We'll take the Whomping Willow." With an apologetic look at Remus, James pointed to the big tree. "Sorry, Moony, but it's the safest way."
Lily looked to Remus for explanation.
"It… leads to the Shrieking Shack," Remus said. "It's where I transformed before the Wolfsbane Potion. It's a bit of a mess. I don't think anyone ever cleaned it up."
"Why would they?" said James. "I don't think any of us want to be reminded of it."
Lily already dreaded seeing it.
"Nonsense," Sirius snorted, "full moon used to be so much fun. These days, it's all but dull."
"Thanks, Paddy. I, for one, am eternally grateful for that," said Remus.
"Sorry." Sirius grinned, unrepentant. "You all used to be more fun. You've spoiled them, Lils."
"Can't you be serious just once?" Lily chided.
"Oh, but I am. It's my name, you know!" He pointed to himself in pride as everyone else groaned. "Come on, gang." He motioned them all toward the willow.
"Is it just an act? Or is that really how he is?" Lily whispered to James.
"A bit of both, I think. He was probably so frustrated growing up an aristocrat that he does anything to be less like one. If he wants, he can be very reasonable and polite."
"That's even worse." Lily followed the boys to the willow.
Sirius poked one root with a long stick. The entire tree froze.
"Here." Remus swept leaves from a covered entrance. "This is weird…" he mumbled.
"What?" said Lily.
"A day or two before full moon, I feel beside myself. Every other time I came here, all I could think of was what would come after I entered this place. I never noticed what it really looks like. It's odd to be here without feeling terrified."
"You're not afraid?" Lily said.
"Nervous, yes," said Remus. "But during full moon, I'm most afraid I'll lose control and kill someone innocent, or worse, infect them. Nowadays, I'm in control, full moon or not."
"That makes it less terrifying?"
"Oh, yes. Dying is nothing compared to the thought you could be responsible for an innocent's death while you're out of control. Worse. It could be someone you know or care about. My boggart is the full moon, and that's something I face once a month. Honestly, I don't think I have it in me to ever be able to cast a Patronus."
In the distance, Dementors steered toward the willow. It was difficult to determine if the cold was because of the bitter wind or the Dementors' presence. Were they affecting how everyone felt now?
"Remus…" said Lily, "you're still sure about this—with the werewolves and everything? We could run into Greyback."
Even Sirius sobered. "Yeah. I'm glad you always have my back, Moony, but I'd hate to see you hurt."
"I won't let you go and fight and leave me standing here to watch." Remus' tone was low and serious. "I don't know how I could stand that."
"We'll have each other's backs—all the Marauders. Right?" said James.
Lily and Sirius nodded. "Always."
"Let's go." Remus vanished into the tunnel, Sirius on his heels.
Dementors floated on the border of the forest. Lily raised her wand. "Expecto Patronum!" She barely managed a silvery mist. "Blast!"
"Don't take it too hard." James patted her shoulder. "None of us have it down yet."
"I wish you could've seen what it's supposed to look like…" Lily sighed. "Sev can do it. It looks so… beautiful. It's an embodiment of all that's good in you—the things that can be hard to see, but once you do, they make perfect sense."
"We'll figure it out," James reassured. "We'd better get a move on." He entered the tunnel.
Lily took one last glance at the castle and its dark sky before she followed the boys.
The moment she first tried Apparation, Lily swore she'd never like it. This time, the feeling of being pinched mixed with nerves and excitement, and when she collapsed on the ground at their destination, her stomach lurched hard. She tried to regulate her breathing, only to have a chill dampness creep over her.
Here, the forest ground was wet and the wind just as bad as at Hogwarts, if not worse.
"Feel all right?" James laid a concerned hand on her shoulder.
"Yeah. Just that awful magical transportation again. Where… are we?"
"The abandoned Black estate is over there," Sirius pointed past Lily. "No one's lived there for over forty years. Last one was my great uncle."
"But it still belongs to the Blacks?" said Lily.
"Lots of property does," said Sirius. "There was a time when the world was positively drowning in Blacks, then everyone started having girls, I guess. Plus, big names married exclusively and had few children, which crashed the number of purebloods. Now, it's just us left and all the Black estates are ours. We live in the middle of London, at the ancestral home. It's disgusting. I hate it." He pointed up through the trees and changed the subject. "You can see the towers from here."
Three red-roofed towers reached toward the sky, though they were harder to see in the dark.
"Where's the shack?" said James.
"No idea," Sirius replied. "Guess we'll have to look for it." He transformed into a dog and sniffed the air, then led them off to the right.
"Put on the cloak and stick close," James ordered before he changed into a stag and followed Sirius.
"You okay?" Lily whispered when Remus took out the cloak.
"Fine," he said stiffly as he swung the cloak around them.
"Remus?" Lily fumbled for his hand and found it. "It's all right. I'd be terrified too." She closed the cloak properly to ensure their invisibility.
"Last time we did something like this, someone got killed," Remus whispered back as they walked closer to keep the cloak from shifting. "You really think we'll find Severus here?"
"It's a long shot, but I have to try."
"I don't know if the other guys understand, but I do… though it's pretty crazy."
The dog and stag stopped on a hilltop. Sirius lay down for cover as voices carried from across the field below.
"I don't care what the Ministry says. Our time is coming," a deep, growling voice snarled.
"Oh, good," said a woman's voice Lily recognized.
The potion trial! It's Umbridge! The screechy voice already made her sick. What is she doing here?
"It makes everything simpler," said Umbridge. "Either you follow the rules, or we'll have to dispose of you. I don't know if you've heard, but I finally got my decree approved. It's Wolfsbane and a Ministry worker checking that you take it, or prison."
"Did you know?" Lily whispered to Remus.
He shrugged. "I get Wolfsbane Potion free for another half a year."
"Yes, but—"
"Shh." Remus took a step forward, forcing Lily to follow, or be exposed.
Below, Ministry personnel surrounded Dolores Umbridge, in all her pink-clad glory. A good distance away, still dirty and shabby, stood Fenrir Greyback, eyes glowing with menace.
"You're a fool, Umbridge," Greyback barked. "But you'll learn." He licked his lips and eyed Umbridge hungrily. "Oh, you'll learn. Humans are pathetic. You can't control us. We have the Dark Lord's blessing."
"I am of old pureblood descent." Umbridge puffed out her chest like a boasting peacock. "I'm not an enemy to anyone here, and I have the Ministry on my side." She added a sweet laugh. It made Lily want to burrow into the ground and never come out again.
"For now." Fenrir grinned, showing every yellowed tooth. "For now."
Umbridge's toad face split in an equally disturbing smile. "You're only making this harder for yourself. We'll be back."
An elderly Ministry official cut in. He was short, tightly built with broad shoulders, a flat nose and gray hair that fell to his shoulders and matched his rough beard. "I'll remind all of you, every werewolf is an individual." He looked grouchy, eyes sharp as razors. "Whatever he or she chooses will be respected by the Ministry. We won't blame you for association with the rest if you step forward now and separate yourself from these outlaws."
"Bah!" Fenrir scoffed. "Everyone here belongs here."
Many werewolves murmured agreement.
"Really?" said the man. "Are you sure? Aren't there any kidnapped among you? Children?"
"What makes you say that?" Fenrir narrowed his eyes.
"Call it a hunch," said the man with surprising smoothness.
"Regardless, Johan dearest," Umbridge said, "an animal is and will always be an animal."
"What did you call us?" Fenrir sneered.
Johan didn't try to dodge the confrontation.
"You don't scare me." Fenrir mocked Johan. "I see it in your eyes. You fear us."
"Yes, I do. I hate werewolves," said Johan sternly as he met Greyback's stare. "But it is you who should be afraid now." The threat underlying his words resonated with Lily even from so far away. Who was this Johan anyway?
"You have until Monday to decide," said Umbridge in her pompous screech. "Then I'll personally see to your sentence."
Lily held Remus' hand tighter. "We need to get Evelyn out fast," she whispered as the Ministry people apparated away.
The werewolves disappeared into the shack—all except the guards.
Dog and stag ducked into the nearest stand of trees, Remus and Lily close behind. When it was safe to, James and Sirius reverted to human form.
"I don't know what to say, Remus," said James.
"Then don't say anything. We've got to get Evelyn. She could die."
"But how?" James said with a glance back up the hill. "The shack is guarded, and no, you're not going down there alone pretending you want to join."
Remus was about to object, but Lily cut him off. "I think we all agree on that."
"Then what?" Remus challenged. "The only thing I can think of is to watch from the hill and hope Evelyn comes out, grab her and apparate. If she ever comes out… and isn't already dead."
"That's actually a sensible plan," said James. "We watch until Sunday. If we haven't heard or seen her, she must be dead."
"James!" Lily was horrified. "Don't say that! She has to be all right. This is Evelyn!"
"Penelope wasn't supposed to die either, but here we are," James snapped.
"You're still guilty over that?" said Lily.
"I was the leader," James said. "I took responsibility and failed. That's that. Why do you rush into things, Lily? Without thinking? And that's me saying this. Face the facts. This is serious. People could die."
"No one's dead, James," she snapped back. "Not Evelyn. Not Sev. We can save them!"
James looked almost ready to give up. "You can't save everyone."
"But I can try."
Remus sighed in defeat. "Let's go set up watch. That's all we can do for now."
"I suppose…" Lily muttered bitterly.
"What are four so deliciously young pieces of meat doing here?"
The Marauders whirled to face three men, their eyes shining amber, clothes and skin covered in dirt.
"You thought we wouldn't notice you?" said the one blond of the group as he circled them like prey. "We can smell you a mile away, just so you know. Did you come to have a look at the freaks?" He spread his arms. "Well, go ahead. Have one last laugh before we eat you! Get something out of it while you can."
"Don't' be ridiculous," said Remus. "You don't eat people outside full moon."
"Oh yeah, pretty boy?" the second man, his black hair dull in the darkness, bowed to Remus. "You're so neat and clean it's disgusting. A bookish one, huh? Probably never had to scrape by like us. Never been stared at." He spat on the ground. "Stupid humans. Glad I'm not one anymore."
Remus shuddered as his friends moved closer to him.
The third man, dark-skinned said, "What are you doing here?"
"Camping," said James. "Just on a field trip is all."
"Where's your tent?" said the blond.
"We don't use one," said James. "Just sleep on the ground and put up a shield if it rains."
"Really?" said the dark-skinned werewolf. "I'd like to learn that spell."
"Stupid wizards," growled the blond, "crying over being bitten when they know all about their stupid little world. I never asked for this!"
"None of us did," said the dark-skinned man. "You going to come quietly, kids? Or do we have to use force?"
Lily exchanged looks with the boys. An instant later all four drew their wands. "Confringo!" She aimed for the ground just behind the werewolves. It exploded.
The Marauders turned and ran.
"Nice one," said Sirius. "Now everyone knows we're here."
Oops… Lily realized too late that another group waited just ahead of them—a group much bigger than the last. A half dozen exclamations of Expelliarmus hit them and all four wands went flying, leaving them outnumbered, unarmed and surrounded.
"Prongs," Sirius whispered. "We're really bad at this."
"Thanks, Padfoot." Said James. "I hadn't noticed."
"Maybe we'd do better on the frontline war business than this sneaking around? Feels like we're meant for something different, if you know what I mean."
"Shut up, Pads."
"Just saying, we could do great under other circumstances."
Lily, James and Remus rolled their eyes.
"What do we do with them?" said a woman.
The dark-skinned man from the first group caught up to them. "Bring them to Fenrir. He's always looking for fresh blood to add to the family."
"Oh, for the love of— Even if he did turn us into werewolves, we wouldn't join him," said Sirius.
"You say that so easily," sneered the blond from before. "You don't know how it is to be a monster!"
"Most of you are new to this, aren't you?" said Remus, eyes full of passion.
"Quiet!" the woman snarled. "Come with us."
"Not a word, Remus. Hear me?" James whispered as they were led to the shack.
Remus said nothing.
The werewolves threw them into one corner. They sat facing each other under three guards' watch.
"At least we're safe for now," said Sirius. "They're turning is into werewolves, right? Full moon isn't for another two weeks."
"Good point," said Remus.
"Don't get your hopes up, kiddos," said the blond man. "There are ways to control the curse. Wolfsbane Potion goes one direction, but there are ways to go the opposite direction too."
Remus' lips trembled so badly he almost couldn't speak. "N-no. It's not t-true. It's only on f-full moon… Only on full m-moon!"
"This one's scared of us." The guard squatted beside Remus. "I like that. I want to bite him." He licked his lips.
"Leave him alone!" Lily demanded. "You don't know what you're talking about!"
"Not another word, Lily," said James.
"But—"
"Listen," James whispered as the guard chuckled and stepped away. "We have to be smart. Severus would say the same. We can't get separated. Just think what would happen if they knew." He hinted at Remus.
"What do we do?" said Lily.
"Wait for an opportunity."
Less than an hour… and we're already in trouble… Lily hung her head. This is my fault. I'll get them out safely. Them and Evelyn. No matter what.
Edited by Dtill359
Authors note from Moonbird.
Hey everyone. A quick word… Or actually this might turn into a ramble.
Crazy week huh? Or weeks. Covid-19, Wuhang-virus, Corona-virus. What-ever you want to call it.
So yeah I live in Denmark, and we are at a complete lock down now. There is no travel in or out the country.
A lot of stores has been forced to close for a while, any place that serves food. Cinemas, music halls, sport assembles. Schools, public events. It's a massive lock down.
It's really weird, taking a walk and there's just no one. Don't worry, I am taking good care of myself.
I think what I mostly want to say to people is… Relax. Panicking wont help anybody, just act sensible and calmly.
What-ever is going to happen, is simply going to happen. All we can do is being sensible in our own lives.
Maybe it wont be so bad after all. Or maybe it'll be pretty bad, if that is the case, we'll take it one issue at the time as they arrive okay?
Panicking in advance is a bad idea. And we'll deal with it, humanity has deal with some huge crisis in the past, they were just before our own life time. Honestly we have been spoiled rotten with how protected we are.
But humanity was fine in the past, and we will be now. It might be rough for a while, but we will be all right.
I work at a cafe. So well, I am on forced vacation. Then my friend did the mistake of handing me his Ukulele… The likelihood of him ever getting it back are slim… I have now learned three different songs on it, working on a fourth.
So this is my plan! Become a master at the Ukulele and if I get fired you will find me under the bridge at the train station with my friends Ukulele he will never ever get back. It'll be a good time.
Take good care of yourself, don't panic, read some fanfiction, re-read your favorite ones. Have a lovely day.
Virtual hugs. Moonbird.
