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EVAN- (Yesterday) The last month had been full of tension, court cases, and shouting. His mother had finally filed for divorce, and won the custody battle on account of Evan’s dad being a right and proper dick. They had packed up all their stuff and moved in less than a week. He was glad to get away from his father, and he really had no friends he was leaving behind anyways. It was Pandora he was worried about, she had always been a bit…. Silly. Like crystals and batshit craziness. And Evan loved that about her, but it didn’t exactly help her fit in. At least in France she had friends, now she was alone except for Evan.
Currently he was staring out of the window, Pandora singing along to some song as she petted their cat. His twin sister had refused to let their grumpy old ginger cat, Henry, ride in a kennel. Evan’s arms still stung from where the cat had scratched him when he had innocently tried to shove the damned thing in the kennel. Pandora seemed to be the only one who could tame the beast. School was tomorrow actually, their mother had offered to let them start later on in October, but Evan needed to get out of their new stuffy house. Their family owned an old house here apparently, and it was free to stay at so their mother had decided to move in. The divorce didn’t leave them with much, but they were still well off financially, his mother’s side was considerably wealthy as well. Evan figured he should be grateful, but he stopped giving a fuck a while back.
“Evvvvvvvv!” Pandora groaned, turning to face her twin brother, “I’m so bored!”
“Panda, we’re sixteen!” Evan complained back, “entertain yourself!” Pandora threw a stuffed animal at him and went back to her witch-y tiktoks.
The boy sighed, pulling out his phone as well and scrolling. He opened Instagram, typing in the name of the school he was enrolling in, hoping that he would at least find something out about somebody. One page showed up at the top.
@SiriuslySirius
So he clicked on the page, and waited for it to load. Once it did, the feed was full of a guy around his age, whom he assumed was Sirius, and a few friends. Sirius’s bio read as follows.
-Padfoot-
Call me Sirius, Padfoot, idc just make sure u call me ;)
He/him or She/her idgaf
Bi- Bisexual, and a Bitch ;D
Taken by @LoonyMoony
Sorry lads and ladies ;P
The blonde let out a low chuckle, scrolling through the photos until one in particular caught his eye. It was an old photo of a little boy, maybe sixth grade? He had brown, borderline black hair that looked like it was cut with fucking choppy scissors. There was an acne breakout all over his face, and when he grinned his teeth were covered in green braces. Evan chuckled, wondering if it was Sirius’s cousin or something, until he read the description.
What a fucking loser lmaoooooo @Bcjfuckedurmom
Evan frowned, huffing a sigh. Maybe whoever BCJ was sucked and this was totally justified, he didn’t care much and decided to slide into Sirius’s DM’s.
Evan_Rosierrr: Yo, im moving to ur school tmrw and need some1 to show me around. Sry if this is creepy lol, u were the first thing that popped up when i typed in the name
He sent the message with a shrug, not expecting any form of reply. Until,
DING
Evan gawked, fumbling for his phone and opening the notification.
SiriuslySirius: Heyooooooo!!!! I would totes be up for meeting w uuuuu!!!! Ofc moons would have to come tooooooooo :P Him and I r kinda a package deal XD
Evan_Rosierrr: hypeeeeeeeeeeeeee, where do u wanna meet?
SiriuslySirius: How’s front of te school???????????????
Evan_Rosierrr: Bettttttt
SiriuslySirius: ehehehehehehehehhehehehehehehehehehehehheheeh
Evan_Rosierrr: ehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehheheheheehehehehehehehhehehehehehehheheehehehehhehehehehehehehehehehehehehheehheh
The two boys continued to spam each other for the duration of the ride until Pandora had to pry Evan’s phone from his hands.
“Ev! Ev! Ev! Ev, We’re here!” She exclaimed, dragging Evan out of the stuffed car and running to the old cobblestone house.
It was moderately sized. Short cobblestone walls that were covered in moss and vines, Pandora giggled, running through the oak door. Evan followed quickly, walking up from the driveway and into the house. It was two stories with all the necessities, there was a kitchen in the back, a dining area, and a fireplace complete with a sofa. Pandora raced up the wooden steps, Evan following quickly behind. There were three bedrooms, one in the back of the house, the other in the front and the last in the corner. They made sort of a right angle. Pandora claimed the one in the front of the house instantly, mumbling something about needing windows. Evan snorted and picked the corner room. He swung open the wooden door. It was a nice room that smelled strongly of dust. His mother said it had ‘rustic charm’. If by rustic she meant cobwebs, then she was correct. Evan coughed at the dust but then went to go help unpack. Most of their things were in their car, but the moving van wouldn’t get there for another hour. They unpacked the boxes efficiently, placing things where they needed to be placed. Evan had three room boxes to sort through still after going through the kitchen ware. Pandora was on Living room duty, and their mother had the dining room. He slowly unpacked his things, playing Queen through his phone. It was 5pm when the van got there, and they unloaded it quickly, moving the boxes to their designated areas before retiring for dinner.
The three just ordered cheese pizza, the one type that they could all agree on. You see Pandora liked Hawaiian style pizza, his mother liked Pepperoni pizza, and Evan himself liked sausage pizza. So they just ordered cheese to keep the fragile peace intact. By eleven they retreated to bed, Evan sleeping on his mattress on the floor.
The next morning Evan awoke to a crash in Pandora’s room. He shot up quickly, opening her door
. “Panda?!” He exclaimed, but there was Pandora, laughing at their damned cat who had knocked over his sister’s bookshelf.
“Morning Ev!” She exclaimed, still in her pajamas.
“Fucking hell Panda! Are you trying to give me a heart attack!” he exclaimed, storming back to his room to put his uniform on. He got ready for school, slipping his ballet slippers into his bag. He had ballet after school and didn’t feel like flaunting his whole ballerina deal to the kids of his school. He grabbed a bagel and Pandora and walked out of the house. They lived fairly close to the school actually, only a block or two away. At first he just heard rolling of a skateboard, and faint My Chemical Romance, he turned to see where it was coming from and felt the floor give out from under him.
Ballet slippers flew out of his half closed bag, he hit the ground on his ass. He glared up at the boy.
“Watch the fuck out!” Evan exclaimed angrily, fishing for his ballet slippers behind him. The boy seemed to have done a double take at his accent, which made Evan cringe internally. When he dropped the word ‘Fag’ Evan’s heart stopped. He slapped the boy’s hand away, and stormed off towards his sister. Who did he think he was?! Dropping that word like he was stating the weather? What a dick! Evan would have forgotten about his meet up with Sirius if the boy in question didn’t have a fucking cardstock sign that read “Yo Evan Rosier(rr?)” Evan cringed but barked out a laugh, waving goodbye to Pandora and hurrying up the steps.
“Yo! It’s Evan Rosier with just one r at the end!” Evan called, and Sirius’s face lit up as he ran over to Evan, friends following close behind.
“Yay! Evannn!!!” Sirius exclaimed like they had been life long friends and hadn’t only met yesterday through instagram DMs. “These are my friends and my boyfriend,” Sirius grinned, gesturing to the three boys behind him. Evan nodded as he introduced each of them. First he introduces the black haired one. He had darker skin and gold rimmed glasses, and wore the usual school uniform with red converse. “This is James, my brother in everything but blood.”
“‘Ello!” James smiled, waving at Evan enthusiastically. Sirius stepped towards the next boy, who was blonde and slightly pudgy, and wore the uniform with no modifications.
“This is Peter, or Pete” Sirius said, slightly less enthusiastic. Peter waved politely, grinning at Evan.
“Hey there!”
“And lastly we have the lovely Mr. Lupin!” Sirius grinned, kissing the tall and scarred boy on the cheek. ‘Mr Lupin’ wore the uniform with a sweater vest over it and the sleeves rolled up to reveal jaggedly scarred forearms. Not wanting to be caught staring, the blonde boy waved. The tallest boy rolled his eyes at his boyfriend’s remark, snorting.
“I’m Remus,” He clarified, extending a hand for Evan to shake, which he did.
The five boys made small for a bit until Sirius seemed to remember what the fuck he was supposed to be doing. He snapped his fingers.
“Shit! Moons we gotta show this bitch around!” Sirius exclaimed, grabbing Evan by the arm and dragging him into the school. They toured his classrooms, Evan had at least a period with each of the other boys apparently. They made their way to the cafeteria next, where a small black haired boy resembling Sirius sat in the corner, next to the fucking skater boy.
“Let’s go,” Evan hissed, turning on his heel. Surprisingly, Sirius and his friends turned with the same amount of anger away. Once they got down the hall, the shorter black haired boy paused. “Wait, I know why we’re running from Reg, why are you running?” Sirius asked in confusion.
“Wait, yeah,” James looked equally confused, “You just got here! How are you already beefing with someone!?” He exclaimed. “The bastard with the green hair hit me with his fucking skateboard,” Evan grumbled, and Sirius tensed.
“Barty Crouch Jr?” Sirius laughed, anger bleeding into his tone. “Shit!”
“Yeah.” Evan mumbled, “shit.”
Classes went along normally, Evan knew most of this from his old school, which was just another benefit to moving countries. After the period spent with Barty Crouch Jr, Evan felt invincible. He turned to Sirius, grinning when his name was called, but felt Barty tense beside him.
“See you tomorrow, yeah?” Evan asked, but Barty was already storming off, teeth gritted. “The fuck did I do?” He whispered in disbelief, turning to Sirius who was equally as confused and slightly pissed.
“Why are you hanging around with Crouch?” Sirius asked angrily, James put a gentle hand on his friend’s shoulder, signaling for him to calm down. Evan appreciated this, he didn’t want to accidentally fuck up any more friendships today.
“I dunno, we were sitting next to each other in science and he’s just fun to talk to,” Evan shrugged.
“So that makes up for him ramming into you?! With a fucking skateboard!?” Sirius exclaimed. Evan shrugged helplessly, none of Sirius’s friends, or the ‘Marauders’ as they called themselves, would look him in the eye. “Oh and on top of all of that! He’s straight and called you a fucking slur!” Sirius exclaimed, storming off towards the door.
The three remaining boys looked at each other uneasily, before James followed him. Peter squeaked and scurried after. The silence was tense, to say the least, as the blonde boy’s eyes fixed up to Remus’s.
“Sorry about,” Remus sighed, “Sirius- nevermind.” The taller boy shook his head.
“Barty’s not the sort Sirius wants you to get mixed up with, he’s trying to keep you safe.” Remus fiddled with the pages of his book.
“And please, please don’t fall for Barty Crouch Jr.” Remus whispered earnestly, “He’ll only break your heart.”