Slytherins Golden Girl

Chapter 43

After a shower and a strong double-dose of a hangover curing potion, handed out by the very unimpressed looking Madam Pomfrey, Eleanor was finally starting to feel rather joyous.

She had managed to attend lunch and have a quick brisk walk around the castle grounds without bumping into anyone that would rub her up the wrong way, especially making sure she avoid Astoria. As she was not feeling joyous enough to deal with her.

Eleanor still couldn't comprehend the fact that her and Daphne as sisters, Daphne was so gentle and loving whilst Astoria was the literal spawn of Satan, who would do anything in her power to get a rise from Eleanor. Which last night, although she hates to admit it, she let her.

It wasn't that Eleanor wanted Draco for herself, she had her own boyfriend who worships the ground she walks on it's just out of everyone Astoria could've chosen, she chose him. And last night he chose her.

Eleanor would rather die than admit it but she knew that at the back of her mind it bugged her but she couldn't stretch herself to understand why.

She pushed the thought aside once she came face to face with the doorway to Ravenclaw Tower. This would be the first time she'd see Rodger since they became an official couple and she couldn't help but feel a childish excitement tingle along her body. Allowing the previous thought to slip from her mind as quick as it entered.

Her stomach flipped with joy as the doorway opened revealing him leaning against the crisp white walls of the Ravenclaw common room in a black baggy jumper. He never failed to amaze her, although the longer she looked at him she couldn't help but feel a hint of guilt.

"Hey you."

Eleanor could almost feel the blush creep across her cheeks letting the guilt creep away like it were never there. "Hey."

"Come on." He said, ushering her through the common room hand in hand as their fingertips intertwined with the others. She'd remembered to take her ring off before she left her dorm earlier, just in case. "I've made sure the dorm is empty, so no one will disturb us."

Eleanor liked where this was going.

As Eleanor was pulled through the common room and up the stairs, she couldn't help but marvel at the rooms beauty as well as openly choosing to ignore the stares from a few seventh year Ravenclaw girls. If one of them snitched Umbridge would definitely take joy in having her head on a platter.

However, Eleanor also noted seeing Luna tucked into the corner of the room on a grand armchair reading a book alone, she bit down on her lip at the sight of Luna. She should have someone to talk to in her own house.

Sparkling marble floors padded beneath her feet, as she aimlessly dazed at the beautiful navy blue chaises arranged around the grand fireplace. She was even sure she spotted a small domed library tucked away in the corner of the room.

Why had she never been here before? It was truly amazing and easily put her common room to shame.

Rodger led her up a steep spiral staircase passing by multiple doors which lead to other years dorm rooms, until he came to a standstill at the highest one in the tower labelled seventh years.

Her hands pulsed in his as Eleanor was certain she could feel her palms becoming increasingly more sweaty by the second. She couldn't understand why she was so nervous. It was Rodger and she could trust him, although maybe it was her mind going into overdrive, making her nervous for them to properly move onto the next step in the relationship. Yes, she knew they had done stuff before in the prefects bathroom before but that was in the moment this would be different, it would be more important.