The Harper household has always been a strict one, one with firm words and sharp eyes. Yet like every other story, there's always one person who can burn it down with a single flick of their wrist. In this fanfic of Harry Potter, that person is Cass...
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Cassandra gave a watery smile to the group of boys sitting on the couches of the Gryffindor common room. She had been sitting in the same empty, cold corridor that Zephyr had broke her heart in. Misses Norris strolled up to her at one point and hissed at the girl, but jumped back in fright when Cassie turned to her with her hair shooting up in flames.
The boys gazed back at her with concern, at first when they heard how her, Ron and Harry flew to Hogwarts, they had been buzzing with excitement, full to the brim with questions. Now, seeing her fragile state, her bloodshot eyes and her creased uniform, they were scared to knock her over with a breath.
Lee gulped and glanced at the twins, who hadn't taken their eyes from her, ready to jump up if she stumbled. He hesitated, then spoke with a soft voice. "Cass sweetheart is everything alright?" He asked, worry pacing his words.
Cassie let out a breathy but forced laugh. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." She lied, making the boys look at her with uncertainty. "Really, I just," she paused, glancing above them for a moment, "I never thought it'd hurt this much." Her voice cracked at the end of the sentence, as a tear slowly ran down her cheek.
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Chance woke up the next morning with a bad feeling in his stomach. He frowned as he sat up, thinking back to the day before, analysing everything he ate. When he couldn't think of anything in particular, he shrugged and got changed for breakfast.
As he was putting on his tie, the picture him and Visha took, stuck over his bed, caught his eye. It was lat year when they had seen Cassie and Zephyr cuddling under a large tree. The two were in the background, with Chance and Visha right up close to the camera, giving a big thumbs up, with a large grin across both their faces.
The caption Visha had sprawled along the bottom, made him grin.
'Detention my arse, caught you hoes redhanded ;) #Zassieforlife'
Suddenly Chance gasped, he ran out the door and trampled down the stairs into the Slytherin common room, just as Visha was leaving. When they made eye contact, her eyes went wide and they raced over to each other.
"Please don't tell me-," Chance started with a somber expression. Visha shook her head in disappointment.
"I couldn't be the one to break it to you." She sighed out heavily. Chance shut his eyes tightly, taking a moment to himself.
