snowflakes ; draco malfoy

5. Bottle

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It's been two weeks since our last encounter after that night in the Astronomy Tower. Since then everything has been going as per usual, having classes, Quidditch practices, nothing out of place. I've started getting closer to Hadley, seeing her quite often in the school's area. If you'd ask about Malfoy, everything had been the same, he is still bothering me, still trying to get on my nerves, sometimes succeeding, sometimes not. I've started to work on myself, started to make myself understand that by replying to his remarks, back talking to him won't do any help, on the contrary, it will help him and his ego build up. I was trying to fall back asleep, this being one of the mornings in which my thoughts would eat me up and not let my mind rest; Hermione was still asleep and I found myself getting up once again at 6 in the morning, the sun barely starting to make its way up, petite rays gently warming up my skin. I grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom to take a shower hoping it would help. Today was October 1st which meant it was the day of the first tournament, the day everyone had been talking about for weeks, the day in which my friend had to prove his true courage and prove himself worthy. I've talked to Harry here and there, but lately no one has been seeing him much; Last night as we were sitting lazily on one of the couches he told me about the first task; from what he has described to me, dragons were involved. To add something to that, the whole school started wearing pins that would change from "Go Cedric" to "Potter stinks". I felt bad, truly, but there was nothing I could really do, no one could. Due to the Tournament today, all of the classes have been canceled so I got dressed into something other than my uniform; I grabbed a pair of simple jeans and a black sweater out of my dresser and got changed out of my pijamas. It was way too early to go get breakfast and the common room would for sure be empty so I took out one of my books and crumbled back into bed. After what seemed to be a couple minutes later but turned out to be a little over an hour, Hermione woke up and went herself to go get ready. She said she had to go get something before breakfast so there I was once again left alone.

I closed my book and opened my trunk trying to find something entertaining, something that could keep my mind busy even only for a couple of moments; I found pictures, polaroids me and my friends took at the Burrow, in one of them I was sat on the couch rolling my eyes whilist the twins were kissing both of my cheeks. Classy. I found some from Christmas; me and Hermione laughing on the floor in our dorm to something she had said, Ron took that one. I found another one and another and another. Memories. That's what they are, those few memories that keep the moments alive, that remind me of the happy moments. That whenever I see them, they make me relive them, all over again, I could cherish them once again. At the bottom of my trunk I found a small wooden box, in a squarish shape. I carefully took it in my hands and opened it only to find a necklace. Another memory. It was a simple silver necklace that had a heart in the center, a heart that could be opened and would reveal a picture of me as a baby, sitting beside my parents. This was the only memory I had of them. I didn't wear it often, afraid of losing it, afraid of losing the only connection I had to them. It was so beautiful yet simple, not having anything else added to it. It had been given to me by Remus when I was just a baby, he made me promise not to lose it as if it was special, and it was, for me at least. I gently placed it back into its box and decided to finally leave the dormitory in hope of having a good day.

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"Are you okay Harry?" I asked him while I placed some food onto my plate

"Yeah, could be better" he said in a rush and finished his food hurrying out of the hall, afraid of having to interact with anyone else

"When is the task starting?"

"After lunch I suppose" Hermione informed me as she explained something to Ron