ℒℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓃 ℴ𝒻 ℒ𝒾𝒻ℯ 𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ

❀ 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒻ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓉ℯℯ𝓃 ❀

❤︎𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮. 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮. 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮. 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓪𝓵𝓵, 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮❤︎

With joy twinkling in my eyes, I enfolded my dear companion within my embrace, a cascade of emotions sweeping through my being as the hour for the departure of the Hogwarts Express loomed near, compelling us to bid farewell. Remaining here with Draco until the morrow, we shall journey through the chimney within the chambers of Professor Snape's abode to the opulent confines of Malfoy Manor. The fair-haired scion of Slytherin, wearing an impish grin, imparted upon me the privileged knowledge of his frequent exploits regarding the usage of this particular flow connection, evoking laughter that resounded through the halls of my soul. Why should such a privilege not be bestowed upon him, after all?

„Goodbye, Saliah," a familiar voice murmured, a surprising utterance that caused me to pivot on my heels, meeting a pair of emerald eyes that held mysteries untold.

"Goodbye, Harry," I managed to respond, a veil of astonishment deftly concealing the turmoil that stirred within me.

Weeks had passed since Harry deigned to exchange a single word with me, and now, in this poignant moment of parting, he bestowed upon me this unexpected farewell. Draco, ever the astute observer, raised a skeptical eyebrow, casting a narrow-eyed glance upon the Gryffindor. Yet, a smile played upon my lips, witnessing the silent exchange between these two young men, their gazes locked for an ephemeral interlude. The raven-haired figure, his countenance tinged with melancholy, eventually lowered his eyes, briefly intertwining his gaze with mine before departing through the gateway, blending in with the throng. Confusion briefly clouded my thoughts as I watched the students vanish beyond the fortress walls, disappearing from my field of vision.

A gentle touch upon my upper arm jolted me from my reverie, snapping my senses back to the present moment. "Is all well?" the inquiring voice queried.

A fleeting pause preceded my hesitant nod. "Indeed, it is peculiar that he remained silent for weeks, only to bid me farewell now."

Pale lips curved into an understanding smile as I turned toward the fair-haired Slytherin, deliberately diverting my attention from the enigmatic situation at hand. Inhaling deeply, I allowed myself to be enraptured by the sight of the glistening white expanse of snow, evoking within me the elusive essence of childhood—a facet of life that had been elusive, suppressed by the confines of decorum, surveillance, and stringent regulations. Merriment bubbled forth as I clasped Draco's hand, coaxing him to venture forth into the wintry embrace.

With swift deliberation, I selected garments befitting the frigid clime, ensuring the same for my companion, paying meticulous attention to every detail. My attire, a masterpiece of elegance and functionality, shielded me from the biting winter winds, while also exuding an air of aristocratic charm. Draco, similarly attired in garments of exquisite craftsmanship, mirrored my preparedness for the wintry escapade that awaited us.

As the crisp air embraced us, I reached for my wand, its slender form warm against my fingertips. With a flick and a whispered incantation, enchantments unfurled, summoning delicate snowflakes to dance into existence, weaving into enchanted snowballs hurling themselves at Draco. Draco's eyes widened in astonishment, his bewilderment giving way to a mischievous glint. A shared understanding passed between us, and he too unleashed his own enchantments, creating a captivating spectacle of swirling snowfall that descended upon me in the form of a majestic thunderbird taking flight.