-UndoubtedlyYours-

-Chapter♕Two-

✧CHOCOLATE FROGS✧

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 Rhea had managed to sleep an hour, but even then she hadn't managed to surface from her room. Not when she had plenty to do right now, and as she busied her hands with managing through her trunk of clothes and such—Or her textbooks organized on her shelf right beside her infirmary journal.

Madam Pomfry had certainly picked up on the girl's interest and advised her to make a habit of studying different methods of healing. So in Rhea's spare time she did exactly that, and she was going to purchase the needed textbooks for the classes.

Even if she wasn't allowed to attend, there was no harm in reading through the information. It felt like a gift to herself if anything, yet upon returning from her closet—She heard the knock at the door.

She hardly wasted a moment before smiling towards her brother, her elder brother. "Rolf, it's so good to see you!" Her excitement hadn't been met with much of the same level, but he did indeed smile back.

"I thought you were going to join us for lunch, but now I'm being called and won't be able to join tonight."
"What's tonight?" She blinked at him, and the man simply smirked.

"Great news, but I must get going. The Dark Lord waits for no wizard." He said, hardly waiting another moment to say a proper goodbye, but Rhea had taken the step forward and out into the hall. "Wait...!" She hurried after him and took his arm into her hold. "Please be careful, I've heard awful things happened if you get captured by the—"

"Oh, I have no intention of being thrown into Azkaban, my sweet sister. Nothing to worry your pretty little head about." He said, but in such a condescending voice that Rhea had felt foolish for even voicing her worry.

With Rodolphus' departure, it meant one less person at the dinner table. Which wasn't that odd, but Rhea had started to feel even iller. Honestly, she regretted not just going to lunch now, perhaps then she could manage to get the inspiration and courage to ask her parents.

"Rhea! How're you feeling...Mother said you—"
"I'm alright, I think the sleepless nights in the library finally caught up on me. Promise I'm alright." Rabastan had scanned her thoroughly before sighing in relief.

The last thing he really wanted to hear was that something was wrong with his sister, out of everything else.

"What are you up to?"
"Cleaning out my trunk and organizing my—"
"Your bookshelf?" She smiled in return to his guess. Clearly he had been bored enough to ask if she wanted any help, and she hardly had the heart to say no.

"Oh! The chocolate frogs." He bustled, and hurried towards his own room to go and fetch them. Leaving Rhea's laughter to fill the hall. Even if her eldest brother was as cold and emotionless as a stone. Rabastan still had that type of childlike joy, and she relished in the remembrance of how they were the best of friends prior to attending Hogwarts.

The lad had returned a few moments later with an arm filled with Chocolate Frogs and she shook her head in amusement. "Did mother see them?"
"Oh no, I hid them pretty well. She won't look in my Quidditch things." That was completely true, she wouldn't want to look through that bag either.

The two siblings had sat down beside her bed and picked accordingly to what they had felt had their final card. And so they had opened up the first, and Rhea rolled her eyes and as she held her hand over the enchanted frog. "Dumbledore—Merlin, I could manage a fire for the entire night off his cards." She said, rather glumly as it wasn't best to start.