𝒐. in which scarlet bridget is the epitome of everything sirius black hates.
━━━ ❛ somewhere along the way, I realised it's always been you ❜ 'ˎ˗
book I of the fatal flaw series
sirius black 𝒙 fem!oc
marauders era
rosyclarissa, 20...
𝗔𝗖𝗧 𝗜 ━━ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗙𝗘𝗖𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧 030. power to mend the world
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𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗬 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚, 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗬 Professor McGonagall to Dumbledore's office. Scarlet has been to his office very few times, mostly with complaints. One of them was the hygiene issues in the common room due to the Slytherin boys━they were simply disgusting after Quidditch practice.
"Miss Bridget, good morning," Dumbledore welcomed her as she took a seat, Minvera stood quietly nearby with incredible posture. "How is everything?"
"Good, sir," Scarlet nodded, left confused about the cause. "And you?"
"I'm fine as always, Miss Bridget," Dumbledore smiled underneath his large and undone beard. "Anything causing you trouble?"
Scarlet's breath hitched. For a mere moment, she wondered if they were aware of what Madam Pomfrey had told her all those nights ago━regarding her nightmares. For a moment, she forgot about that conversation. Nothing peculiar happened ever since then.
"I could give you a list, sir," she shrugged. Minvera snickered in the back but then coughed to conceal her interruption.
Dumbledore hummed, "Very well, so it would be a good idea to appoint you to the Prefect position that has opened up, so you could bring about changes,"
Scarlet's jaw hung open longer than she expected. She had been wanting to be a prefect ever since last year━and with the help of Narcissa, she had already learned a lot about the responsibilities. She assumed the only reason she wasn't given the position at the start of the year was because of how focused she was on her exams━therefore, her application was not great.
"I'd be honored, sir," she smiled cheekily, turning around and locking eyes with Professor McGonagall who shot her a confident smile back. A sense of pride hit her heart.
"Very well," Dumbledore stood from his seat and pulled out a badge from the drawer, decorated in Slytherin colours. It was a deep shade of emerald and outlined with a shimmery silver. The word 'prefect' was printed on it in silver too.
"Thank you," she took it from him, smiling down at the glistening badge. "May I ask how the position was open, sir?"
Dumbledore paused for a moment. "Yes... Miss Black will be absent for a few days due to family matters, so we had the other prefect Miss Caterson substitute temporarily as Head Girl, Minvera and I thought it would be a great opportunity to watch you handle the duties, seeing how intrigued you were,"
