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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Alicia blushed, smiling to herself as she quietly walked up the stairs to her shared dorm. She could still feel the warmth of where his lips pressed against her cheek. She passed one of the many windows along the tower, the light of the moon shining down on her blonde hair.
When she finally reached her dorm, she paused, making a face.
There was a banging noise.
Alicia listened closely, worried about her friends on the other side of the door. Though it sounded like the time she came back to Katie and Cassandra hopping from bed to bed with their ties as eye patches and bandanas.
The banging was fairly consistent, pattern like even. Alicia frowned and tilted her head in confusion.
"Holy fuck Cass!"
Alicia blinked slowly, still frowning with puzzlement. What the hell was Cassie doing? And who was that who moaned-?
Moaned?
Why-?
The blondes eyes went wide and she simply turned around on her heal, walking right back down the stairs.
She slept on one a blow up mattress in one of the first year dorms that night.
***
"Cassandra Tana Harper!!"
Cassie groaned at the voice shouting in her ear, as she snuggled further into the warmth under the sheets of her cosy bed, the curtains were pulled wide open, allowing a blinding light to shine down on her. The girl cursed under her breath, her words raspy and her tone low.
Cass went to shield her eyes from the sun, but when she tried to lift her hand, it hardly budged. She frowned and wriggled her fingers, attempting to free them from the weight that seemed to cover her whole arm and some of her chest.
Sighing heavily, not in the mood to deal with anything after she had just woken up, Cass peaked one of her tired eyes open. She froze when a naked blonde came into view, her hair sprawled out over the pillow, her body pressed against Cassies, her expression calm. Cass wondered how she didn't register the girl before.
Cassies mouth dropped open and she let out a breathy sigh of shock as all the memories from the night before flooded her brain. She quickly looked around the room in panic but let out a scream when her nose almost brushed against another's, the noise making Zephyr finally stir.
"Cass!" Oliver Wood shouted, his eyes wide as saucers. Cassie blinked in confusion as to how he got up the stairs, but she didn't have time to question him as he kept speaking. "Quidditch Cass! Quidditch!"
Cassie stared at him as though he was crazed, which he was. Oliver sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Only then did Cass realize that she was still completely naked. The girl grabbed the sheets and lifted them further up, covering more of her body, not the Oliver had seen anything anyway.
