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❬ ⸙: ✰❛ 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝘆𝘀; ❀❜ ❭
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THAT STORMY NIGHT, a tall house on a rock island somewhere out at sea. The Dursleys, including Aenea, have moved there due to the chaos with the letters. Vernon kept blaming Aenea as if it was her fault.
"Blowing up houses wouldn't be a bad thing if you don't get caught right?" James questioned his friends.
"You won't get caught, prongs. We'll help you." Sirius patted his shoulder. Both Remus and Peter agreed with Sirius.
The family was sleeping inside the house with Aenea on the cold, dusty floor and Dudley sleeping on a sofa.
She sat against the wall looking outside the window watching the waves hit the window. Aenea would never admit it but she was imagining of-
"What is she imagining?"
-Chocolate cupcakes.
"Chocolate cupcakes?!"
James promised to buy his daughter a bunch of chocolate cupcakes in the near future.
Aenea never liked chocolate cupcakes; she preferred strawberry ones instead.
"Then why think of them?" Sirius questioned.
'How could anyone not like chocolate cupcakes?!' Remus looked at the screen in horror.
