[✓] 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲. draco malfoy

65| Goblet of Fire

''𝙂𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝘿𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚?'' 

𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 - 𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 - 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗼𝘀𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗹 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗱, 𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰. Madam Pomfrey was always one about personal space, especially since she now knows about my. . .furry problem. She puts curtains around my bed so that if anyone else comes trotting into the Hospital Wing, then they don't start asking questions about why I am injured. 

Is usually only me here, anyway. You'd be surprised how much time off Madam Pomfrey gets to do whatever she wants. Unless there is a big event, like the Tri-Wizard Tournament just around the corner. She's been making sure she has enough supplies and the right things all week now, wanting enough for our school along with he other two that are competing. Just because we are rivals to them, doesn't mean that we can't aid them in their time of need. 

Also because I'm pretty sure it's part of the rules of the Tournament. 

Slowly rising from the bed, I winced a little in the pain that I still felt in my left leg. It seems the bones in there haven't completely reconnected yet. My black cloak had fallen onto the stone cold ground, I usually kept it in my leather bag but it's always out and covering me whenever I wake up here in the Hospital Wing. At least the person that accompanies me on full moons has the decency to do so. 

My toes touched the ground, instantly pulling back up when I had felt how cold the ground was. It was always this cold in the mornings, but I never got used to it. I hate my feet being cold, because then they start to freeze and when they freeze I can't feel them, which results in me not being able to walk. It's just a whole thing for me when the floor I'm walking on is cold. Instead, I used my black cloak and stood on that. 

I had new and folded clothes on the side table, which I had quickly as possible got dressed into. I'm pretty sure I heard a bone crack while doing so, my left leg giving out a little from under me. Thankfully, I had sat down on the side of the bed a little before I had fallen over. 

''Ah, good. You're awake.'' Madam Pomfrey greeted, opening the curtain that surrounded my bed. I was fully dressed, just now tying my shoelaces. ''Today is the day.'' She spoke. 

''What day? Is it Monday?'' I questioned, tying my other shoe. ''I dread Monday's, always so dreary and time-consuming.'' As I finished tying the other shoe, Madam Pomfrey took the black cloak from the floor and folded it, putting it nicely into my leather bag. 

''No, it's not Monday. Thank Merlin for that.'' Madam Pomfrey agreed, laughing a bit. ''It's Thursday, the day that the contestants of the Tournament will be chosen.'' She informed, clipping the bag shut and handing it to me.