Victorie finds herself friendless, but the new and popular student decides to help her improve her social status.
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Whenever Teddy used to visit the Weasley's he would listen to Victorie's midnight chats with her cousin from the room next door, an...
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Victorie didn't forget about Teddy's offer the next day. But as it turns out there was a big divergence for her between remembering an offer — and taking someone up on it.
Therefore she had spent her whole Sunday as far from the common room as she could. Specifically in a toilet cubicle in the girls' lavatory where she had sat and read. After all, no specific arrangements had been made as to when and where she was to meet Teddy and his friends.
If she was being totally honest (something which she had failed to be when Sir Nicholas the ghost had told her to simply ask Teddy for the specifics, and she'd told him that she had the situation under control) she wasn't sure how seriously she was supposed to have taken the offer, and didn't want to test her luck by asking him about it.
So she had avoided the whole ordeal altogether, secretly hoping that he would forget about it. That's how that stuff usually worked, wasn't it? People make vague arrangements out of mere pleasantry, but when neither party punctuates them, they flow out into the sand.
That is until you have one member of the party who is unable to focus on her book...
Because what if he had meant it? And the plans, instead of flowing into the sand, feel more like they are marked with big red letters in her mental calendar.
It wasn't the only thing making it hard to focus. The water level in the bathroom was reaching a point where it started seeping into her converse, so she had to uncomfortably pull her feet up on the toilet.
The girls' lavatory was an apt place for reading most of the time, with its large towering windows letting a lot of light in, along with its tendency to be deserted. But Myrtle was in a bad mood that day it seemed.
Perhaps because a student had been occupying one of her cubicles all day, and she was growing annoyed. Victorie wasn't sure. She hadn't been listening to the dead girl's periodic woes.
So, having been partly chased out of the bathroom by Myrtle, Victorie was on her way back to the common room. Her wet shoes made a sucking sound as she walked determinedly. She was hoping with every nerve in her body that his friends wouldn't be there, but admittedly also wishing with every fibre of her being that he hadn't forgotten.
She pushed the heavy portrait out of her way and put one wet shoe inside the common room before she spotted him sitting with a group of people. Delilah, Maya and Jamie were all there along with three others in the immediate circle. Then there were a few others scattered around, but she registered that these students were slightly younger and merely onlookers to the show that was Teddy in the midst of his mundane daily life.
Walk straight to your dorm, she instinctively ordered herself, looking doe eyed at the group of people sitting by the fire.
Almost immediately Teddy looked her way. Their eyes met but she turned away and began walking toward her dormitory while constructing a thought that she needed to feed Walpurgis as soon as she got inside.
