Mortem . Sirius Black

chapter one hundred and twenty-five

note: it gets suggestive towards the end, no actual smut but it alludes to that 

June 20th - Order Safe House 

Simply because the group of Hogwarts graduates did not start their work and internships until early August, did not mean that they got to lounge about and enjoy the month and a half of summer vacation. 

No, the Order was a full-time business, meaning that James, Sirius, Peter, Remus, Alice, and the rest of the Gryffindor girls as well as all the new graduates were enduring harsh training under Moody in one of the Order's safe houses. 

Much to their dismay, Nephera did not, in fact, have to attend the mandatory training session, and was instead sitting inside, drinking her tea and socializing, "You win a couple of duels against you-know-who and you get to skip the daily torture," grunted Peter, "How is that fair?" 

"I don't see you running Pettigrew," called out Madeye, and the mousy boy grunted before picking up speed again 

Sirius turned his head to the window looking inside the kitchen of the small cottage, where he could see his witch talking with Frank Longbottom, Benjy Fenwick, and another two blokes he didn't know, "Who are they?" he asked James and Remus, who were running alongside him 

"I don't know," replied the werewolf, squinting 

"I do," pointed out James, "Dumbledore said something about France and the States sending in small groups of Aurors to help with the war. I think they're one of the French guys," 

Sirius squinted his eyes at the boy, trying to see him clearly through the window, "I don't like them," he spat, looking at the way the boy was eyeing Nephera 

"Oh come off it, you trust Nephie, don't you?" 

The raven-haired boy looked at his friend with a pointed glare, "You know I do," he stated, leaving no room for argument, "It's assholes like him I don't trust," 

Inside the house, Nephera was having too much fun screwing with the French guys in front of her, Leon Beauchamp and Paul Lavigne, by not telling them she could speak French.  Frank knew that she was fluent in the language, but said nothing, making the matters all too entertaining. Benjy was still in the dark about it, but the older boy was far too cheerful to care. 

It's not like Leon and Paul were annoying, but they did have egos that rivalled James, Sirius, and Nephera's put together, and that definitely said something, "Yes, so we were chosen because we are some of the top Aurors in our country," bragged Leon, his french accent evident, "But not everyone was asked to join this Order," 

It was evident to Nephera that Frank was trying really hard not to roll his eyes, "Well it is a secret organisation," he snarked 

"Bien sûr," rushed Paul, who was evidently the more composed of the two, "But you are a little young to be here, non?" 

"I won't disagree with that," mused the brunette, but the argument going on outside caught her attention 

It was between Ben McAllister, a rowdy Ravenclaw from their year, and Moody. Nephera had to fight back a scoff, especially when she heard what the argument was about, "I don't understand why she gets to sit on her ass inside while we run around like idiots!" seethed the boy, "I thought all new graduates had to go through the same training!" 

It wasn't hard to guess who the 'she' was, and the boy was lucky enough that the marauders were far enough practising stunning spells to not be able to hear him, "When you get on Winchester's level, you too can sit around all day," replied Moody, "Now go and quit wasting my time. The sooner you start, the sooner you finish,"