𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊, born to Lyra Potter and Regulus Black, is Harry's older cousin, 1/3 of the Prankers Trio and niece to mass murderer Sirius Black.
Life at Hogwarts was fun, relaxing and normal. That's until her younger cousin sho...
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chapter sixteen : birthday girl
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Juniper sat alone at the shore of the Black Lake. It was October 31st and she was finally seventeen.
The black haired had woken up before anyone else and had made her way towards the lake to clear her mind and to be alone for a few moments.
"Can't sleep?" a voice behind her said, making her look over her shoulder.
Viktor Krum stood there as if he'd just rolled out of bed. June gave him a small smile before looking back at the water.
"No."
"May I join you?"
She nodded and he sat down onto the grass next to her. The two of them didn't say anything as they watched the sun rise.
"You're Juniper Black, right?"
Juniper nodded, her hazel eyes not leaving the surface that shimmered under the light of the rising sun.
"It was pretty cool vhat you did, yesterday," he said. "Facing Karkaroff, I mean."
June turned her head, smiling. "If you thought that was cool, you should've seen me facing Mad-Eye Moody."
Viktor looked positively horrified.
Juniper laughed at his expression. "Relax, it's not as if he can kill me or something. Anyway, have you seen the Quidditch Pitch already? It's pretty amazing, if I may say so myself."
Viktor's eyes lit up. "You've got a Quidditch Pitch?"
"Yes, we even have Quidditch teams," June said, nodding. "You want to see it?"
"Of course!" he said jumping up.
Juniper grinned, stood up, too, before the two of them made their way towards the Quidditch Pitch. While they were walking, June told him all about the Quidditch teams and the Hogwarts houses.
"There you are!" Timothée's voice came, as June and Viktor stood on the Pitch.
The black haired turned around and saw him running up at her.
"Where were you? Everyone's looking for you!"
Juniper raised an eyebrow. "I did leave a note on my nightstand to tell them where I was going."
Timothée smiled before scooping her up in a hug. "Happy birthday, June!"
Juniper buried her head into his shoulder while grinning like a fool. "Thank you, Timmy."
"Is it your birthday?" Viktor asked, once Timothée had put her down.
