Hogwarts at Last

ten

Today was a Sunday. I slept in this morning. I rolled onto my side, and opened my eyes. My alarm read 1 pm. This has been the longest I've slept, and it felt good. I've been feeling very drained lately. 

The window was covered in a sheet of snow, blocking the sun rays from entering the room. I felt a weight on my feet and sat up. There was a black cat at the end of my bed. 

"Good morning Eden," I gently stroked my hand across her fur. She belonged to one of the first year girls, Liza Candorace. 

Eden hoped off of my bed, and onto the floor. There was a piece of paper dented from her body that was trapped underneath her. 

I reached for it and unfolded it. 

Dearest Nova

I wasn't expecting a visit or letter from you. It's definitely been too long since we've spent time together. Life's been busy lately. I miss you too. We can chat through letters. Tell me whats on your mind.

Love Draco

Why chat through letters? I want to see Draco. I want to feel Draco. I needed a reminder that he was real.

I had paper, a quill and ink on my night stand. I wrote back,

Dear Draco

I couldn't even begin to describe how badly I need your touch,

I stopped writing. So sappy. I crumpled up the paper and restarted.

Dear Draco

It's actually a really stupid topic to talk about. But who are you going to the Christmas ball with? If you are in any way curious, I am still in need of a date. Once again, I miss you. Can I come to your dorm tonight?

Love Nova

***

Later on in the day, Draco sent by owl a response.

Nova,

You know father, always having these expectations of me.  If we went to the ball together, the whole school would know about us. Defeats the purpose of keeping our relationship private, going to the ball together isn't a good idea. Therefore, I've decided to ask a Slytherin girl. It's to remain our relationship a secret, and father happy. Please understand that. You should go with Longbottom or something.

Draco

This most definitely was not a response I was wishing for. My stomach was doing somersaults, I felt nauseous. Which Slytherin girl was he going with? He never mentioned. And he wants me to go with Neville... does he really think we're a good match? 

Screw letters, I'm going to his dorm.