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𝕴 clicked my tongue, skirting through the people in the hallways, hugging my cable knit sweater closer to my body, my converse rubbing against my feet leading me to believe I have been walking around for far too long.
To Scarlette in her dorm because she's sick and was in desperate need of some soup and Willoette cuddles which I was happily to oblige to, ignoring any complaints or protests of people in the Slytherin common room, Regulus accompanying me there and back to the dorm room just in case I came across anyone unwanted.
I had met James in the kitchen to bake some cookies like we do sometimes for some quality'Jillow' time, although I think James just wants to do 'girly talk' and sing ABBA songs without being ridiculed by his friends. Usually, we do it every second Thursday on an afternoon but this time he couldn't re schedule quidditch practice meaning we moved it today. I had no complaints I love my brother and any time I get with him.
I had played a quick game of Wizards chess with Peter with the set I had bought him or well he was sort of teaching me how to play Wizards chess with him being the master of the game. He'd asked me a couple of weeks ago if I wanted to go against him and was astounded I didn't know how to play, which lead to the lessons.
Lastly, I had had a quick trip to the greenhouses to see my favourite professor here at Hogwarts, had a fairly pleasant conversation with her which was a general catch up and a long hug afterwards which we were accustomed to now, though as I've grown i've had to start bending down to her height unlike when I was younger. It must be how Remus feels when he hugs me.
Speaking of the werewolf, I hadn't seen him all day, I have no idea where he is or what he is doing, I suspect he's cooped up in the library or somewhere catching up on some work he'd missed at the full moon despite me taking notes for him in the classes he missed.
I internally groaned when I heard a chirpy voice call my name from across the corridor and join my side, plastering a fake smile I turned to the blonde Ravenclaw inquiring politely,
"Lockhart. How are you?"
"I'm good— excellent thank you, my lovely. I've just been trying out some new hair styles over the past couple of days, I think I like this one, I want your opinion, what do you think?" He asked, pointing to his hair, which to me looked the exact same, not that i've ever really spent more than ten seconds looking at someone else's hair unless it's Scarlette or Remus.
"It's neat" I responded simply, sending him a small smile, his eyebrow quirking gesturing for me to wait a few moments as he carefully manoeuvred a single stand of hair, before sending me a charming grin,
"What about now?"
"Mmhm, definitely works for you" I nodded, trying to act as interested as I could but with the thought of a relaxing, soothing bath on my mind, I was finding it difficult to reinforce the patience i'm valued for.
