The Peak Of My Existence [T.N]

BONES

Vulpecula stirred from her sleep. She felt herself in an uncomfortable position and upon reluctantly opening her eyes she saw why.

She was sat in the library, bent over her open Astronomy book. Across from her, Theodore laid in the same position, snoring softly. Vulpecula groaned and rubbed her eyes, sitting up straight. Her messy hair fell from her face and she pulled it back and secured it with a hairband.

She felt a chill run through her, it was dark outside of the tall windows. The moonlight shone in from a window behind her, illuminating the table and a sleeping Theodore.

His fluffy brown hair was messy on his heavy head that his arms were supporting. His face was relaxed and his mouth was slightly agape.

As she wrapped her arms around herself she attempted to dig through her bag for her pocket watch. She was in just her school shirt and skirt with thigh-high socks. The slither of skin that was exposed on her legs became peppered with goosebumps, as did her chest where her top two buttons were undone. Her shoes were discarded somewhere under the table.

After pulling out the watch and seeing the time show two seventeen, she groaned. They had fallen asleep while studying; whether it was the work or the bickering that tired the two out, she couldn't be sure.

She and Theodore had been meeting in the library every week for the past four months. They both made progress in their classes, Vulpecula was actually turning in Snape's assignments and Theodore had managed to learn how to correctly interpret star charts.

Not only was the schoolwork impacted by their sessions, but the two's relationship had shifted massively. Instead of blind hatred, the two now only mildly disliked each other, a big stepping stone, according to Blaise, who made his support for their tutoring well known.

Malfoy hadn't bothered Vulpecula in a while, perhaps he had finally gotten the message that she wasn't going to put up with his pathetic attempts at bullying and it wasn't worth the continuous broken nose.

She nudged Theodore with her foot under the table. "Oi, dickhead, wake up." she whispered.

The brunette boy began to wake up, he groaned in annoyance. Once he'd become fully conscious he glanced around him, dropping his head back onto his book.

"No, get up." Vulpecula demanded weakly, her voice was still returning to her after waking up.

"No, sod off." His voice raspy with fatigue. She Kicked him.

His head shot up as he kicked her back, "What was that for?"

She shrugged "Get up."

"It's not my fault you're such a boring teacher, you even put yourself to sleep."

She rolled her eyes at his comment and stood up. Her arms still wrapped around her, hands running up and down her arms quickly in attempts to create heat.

"What are you doing?" Theodore asked from his sitting position.

"What does it look like?" She asked in response to his question, she believed the answer was obvious. "I'm cold" she said in a way that, if she were a bit more immature she would've added 'duh' to the end of her sentence.

Theo rolled his eyes at her sass. "Well if it wasn't for that attitude, I might have offered you my jumper, but never mind."

She eyed him, he was wearing his green and grey Quidditch jumper that sported the Slytherin crest. He and Blaise had joined the Slytherin team in their second year. Vulpecula was very interested in Quidditch but she would never play competitively, just a makeshift game around the garden of the burrow with the Weasleys.