[✓] 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲. draco malfoy

73| Happy Howlidays

''~𝙋𝙖𝙙𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙩''

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗺𝘆 𝗧𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿, 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗼𝘆 𝗯𝘆 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. As much as I didn't want to believe that Malfoy had carried me all the way up those staircases and down the corridors, along with getting past The Fat Lady and the sliding staircases. I believed it when I read the note he had happened to write that same night. 

He didn't pass me off to a Gryffindor, or someone who could've taken me to my dorm. And nor did he just leave me stranded and asleep on the floor of the Astronomy Tower. He picked me up and took my all the way to my dorm room, without anyone seeing us and asking questions about why Malfoy was being seen with a muggle-born. 

In the note, it clarified a few things. Like the fact that I was no longer in my dress. Malfoy had used magic, so he didn't undress me or anything. Thankfully, he had some common courtesy and wasn't like Montague at the time. He had also put me in some comfy clothes, which happened to be red and black plaid sweatpants with a loose white T-shirt. 

Malfoy had also said that The Fat Lady wouldn't be saying anything about what she had saw that night, since he had to stop and talk with her to get past. He didn't know the password to the Gryffindor Common Room, and that was a good thing. Least to say, I think the only reason he was able to enter the Gryffindor Common Room was because The Fat Lady had seen me asleep in Malfoy's arms, that and a lot of bargaining. 

Hopefully Malfoy isn't allowed in again, because he also seems to know how to get up the sliding stairs just outside the girls dorms. The stairs only turn into slides when a boy steps foot on them, which also reminds me that he is an Animagus, which could be used for more then just turning into a ferret and using it against werewolves. But that also meant that he was able to climb those stairs without a problem. 

As the darkness of the back of my eyelids had clouded my vision, I could hear far off murmurs. It sounded like the other girls were awake and gossiping or sharing whatever they had done with their dates last night. I'm betting that it wasn't anything exciting, and it was just them at the Yule Ball, dancing here and there with a few short conversations. Maybe even a kiss here and there, but that was pretty much the low down. 

Unless you were one of the kids that Snape had found in the carriages out in the courtyard last night. I still felt bad for the man, having to see all that. Let alone hear it. Not to mention that Igor was trying to have a conversation with Snape, a conversation that Snape apparently didn't want to talk about or felt too uncomfortable to talk about. It's not an exact mystery that Snape has secrets. 

The more awake I become the more I can feel my limbs, which also includes the tickling sensation that I feel on the end of my nose. Twitching my nose, I slowly force opened my eyelids to see Hermione, with one of Faris' feathers in her hand. With furrowed brows, I opened my mouth and spoke, ''What are you doing?''