Chapter 8 "Committee"

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It's Tuesday now and you are hanging with the twins after class as usual.

"Uggh, bloody Arithmancy is killing me." Nadine exasperates as she slams her book shut and kicks it with her foot.

"Same, I'm drowning in homework." You sigh.

"Near end of semester is a shit show as usual." Nadine lays back on the floor.

Linden stands up from the bed. He walks towards the coat rack and puts on his scarf. "Well I'm off." He says.

"Where are you going?" you curiously ask.

"Yule ball planning committee meeting." He says, flatly.

"Oh, I didn't know you were a part of that!" You light up.

"Please come with me!" Linden whines. "It's so boring and we could use the help."

You laugh. "I mean... anything to distract me from arithmancy homework." You look in Nadine's direction. "You coming?" you say to her.

"Nah, you guys go on without me. Maybe I'll finally get some work done without you wankers distracting me." She jokes. You jokingly push her shoulder.

You follow Linden out the door and down to the gymnasium. The large room is empty with only a pull-out table set up with a couple of fold-up chairs surrounding it. Flitwick sits at the edge of the table, propped up on several thick books due to his short and small stature.

"Mr. Webb, glad for you to join us. And who is this? Miss [l/n]! What a pleasant surprise!" Filtwick exclaims.

"Hello, Professor Flitwick!" you say brightly.

"Has Mr. Webb recruited you to our planning committee?" He chuckles.

You smile. "Something like that!" you say.

"Wonderful! Well, let us begin! Last meeting, we decided on our theme "Cosmic Dreams"!" He says, cheerfully. "A wonderful recommendation from our very own Sable Leon!" He claps. You look at the familiar Ravenclaw. Then you remember where you've seen her. Saturday Detention!

"What are you in for?"

You smile at her and she smiles back. You think she remembers you too.

"Now! Gregory and Estelle, you two were in charge of decoration and design. Do you have anything for us?" Flitwick asks.

Their voices drone on in the background as you notice the girl, Sable looking at you. You meet her eyes kindly, and she sends you a wink. Is she... flirting with me? You turn away shyly, trying to pay attention to the conversation, but your eyes drift back to her. She looks up from her notebook, her rich dark skin glistening as she tucks her curly dark hair behind her ear, her lips shiny with glittery lip gloss." You pause. She's extremely beautiful.

Linden starts talking next to you and it startles you back to reality.

"Yeah, I think we have everything pretty much covered except the band. I was thinking this year, we could have students audition to do the music for the ball instead of hiring a band." He says.

Flitwick lights up. "Marvelous! That means we are much ahead of schedule than we thought. Great work team!—"

Suddenly a low voice booms from the doorway. "Professor Flitwick."

Everyone turns towards the voice, including you.

"Professor Snape!" Flitwick remarks, checking his agenda. You immediately turn back around, still embarrassed from your drunken episode last Friday. "Apologies, I must've forgotten our meeting was today and double booked."

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