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Lion Hearts: Golden

The Girls: Verity, Chandni, Marlene & Lily The Boys: Remus, Peter, Sirius & James 1st year, 1971 - 1972.

Summary: Book 1 follows a young girl, the Marauders and their friends through their first year of school.

Hogwarts is imbued with secrets - the old stone holds centuries of whispers, that echo enticingly through the halls. Verity Wilde plans to get to the bottom of as many mysteries as she can manage. Her first year is dogged by cryptic dreams, and the curious case of the Haunted House. Plus, one of her friends is hiding something, and she can't seem to shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong with him.

The First Wizarding War rages beyond the castle walls - students are disappearing, families are fleeing the country, and the Dark Lord is steadily gaining power. A secret organisation has formed under the nose of the Ministry of Magic, to put an end to Lord Voldemort's reign of terror - but at what cost? Stay tuned to find out!

Book 1 of the Lion Hearts Series is on ao3. Click here to read more.

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“Hogwarts is imbued with secrets - the old stone holds centuries of whispers, that echo enticingly through the halls. Verity Wilde plans to get to the bottom of as many mysteries as she can manage. Her first year is dogged by cryptic dreams, and the curious case of the Haunted House. Plus, one of her friends is hiding something, and she can't seem to shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong with him.“

Verity Wilde - 1971.

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Series: Lion Hearts: Golden by li0nheart on ao3.

Chapter: 15 - The Unexpected Visitor

Summary: Verity and James celebrate Christmas at Thistle Hall. Verity's Uncle, Corban Yaxley, has some strong views about werewolves, which ruffles more than a few feathers. There is food, family, and an air of mystery, as an unexpected guest turns up during the feast. Just your average holiday, for a wizarding family and friends!

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“What do you think that was about?” Muttered Verity, her eyes focused on the doorway.

“I dunno, but it didn’t look good. Wanna check it out?” Replied James, in a hushed tone. “I’m getting a bit bored of this, everyone’s miserable now.”

Nodding discreetly, Verity put on her best smile,

“Nanny? May we be excused? James and I would like to go and play.”

“Aye, go on. Keep out of trouble, you pair. I want nae reports from Rosie that you’ve been causing mischief.”

With promises to be good (ones that they did not plan to keep for very long), the two friends dashed across the hall and out of sight.

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A/N: Christmas in September? Madness! Six more chapters to go 😁 Hope you're all enjoying this so far - stay tuned to find out what happens next! Feedback is always welcome and appreciated. Kudos and comments give me LIFE!

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Verity, Chandni, Lily & Marlene

First year, 1971.

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Wander often, wonder always x

Verity Wilde.

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Verity Wilde, 1971. Verity had always felt safe in Griffin's Holt. She knew all its residents and wasn't usually afraid of how many teeth they had or what they liked to eat. She had foaled kelpies in the Highlands with Ffion and Fran, taken on the Grindylow at Janet's Foss, and helped her mother tame the Beast of Bodmin. He was a big ol' pussycat, really. Additionally, it wasn't just bats and a gang of homeless vampires that inhabited the caves and abandoned mines dotted around Devon. A thriving population of wild British Blues lived right on her doorstep. Those dragons didn't have the nickname 'British Brutes' without due cause… Growing up with Fenella meant not being afraid to get your hands dirty. Growing up on the Moors had given her thick skin. She wasn't the type to spook easily, but there was an important distinction; she was brave, not stupid.

As Verity picked her way back through the wood, she felt the most peculiar sensation. The hair on the back of her neck prickled as a tingle crept down her spine. Archie stopped in front of her, stiff and alert, with one paw lifted from the ground. His flat, pink nose twitched before the cat let out a low, menacing growl. He hunkered low and began to stalk towards the old Oak up ahead. It felt as though someone had dumped a bucket of quick-dry cement straight over Verity's head. Her eyes darted left and right, her fight-or-flight instincts battling for dominance.

This was it; she was going to be eaten.