Astra was well looked after that evening and the following morning, too. Draco took her to bed as Hermione went to Madme Pomfrey next door to get something for the pain. Both women were back in less than a minute.
Madame Pomfrey had given her a potion for the migraine and gave her a lotion that she could use on her face and neck, which was to help reduce the chances of getting headaches and migraines.
Where had this magical liquid been all her life?
Madame Pomfrey then prescribed bed rest for the weekend which Draco took literally and did not let her out of bed at all until Saturday afternoon when she snuck out to find, Draco, Pansy, Theo, Blaise, Maddi, Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione all sitting around in her little living room with Atlas loving life as he was getting belly scratches and cuddles from everyone.
"I didn't know I was having a party,' she giggled as she made her way over to the couch, and Draco pulled her onto his knees, where she lay back, snuggling against him.
"How do you feel, Angel?" Theo asked, patting her hand.
"Just drained really, like I have zero energy." She looked around the room at her friend's feeling extremely lucky that she had these people in her life. Harry was sitting in the armchair opposite, with Ginny on the armrest. He was watching Astra as if trying to figure out if she was being honest or downplaying her symptoms.
"So tell us about Wes," Ginny smirked. "I can't believe he convinced you to go out with him. He does nothing but talk about you."
"He is harmless, really," Astra said, yawning. "Clueless but harmless. He did help the three of us with our essays for Transfiguration, though."
"He did? Maybe I should offer to go out with him," Ron shrugged as everyone laughed.
"How did you know where I'd be?" Astra asked Hermione. "I was a little shocked to see you two together," she gestured between Hermione and Draco.
"Yeah, you both turned a few heads in the library, so I hear," Blaise smirked.
Hermione looked at Draco and began to play with her hair. Something she always did when she was nervous. Draco sighed. "When I left here last night, I went to our dorm. Hermione was sitting at one of the desks already working on her paper."
"Draco told me about your study date and how he knew Wes would think of it as more than what it was, and he was nervous for you. He asked if I would come with him to the library, to study just so we could be around should you need us. So I agreed."
"And I am so grateful to you, Hermione," he smiled.
"We are on a first-name basis now?" Ron asked, looking around the room.
Pansy and Hermione were smirking. Maddi was whispering to Blaise. Theo shrugged, and Harry rolled his eyes. "Way to point out the obvious Ron," he laughed.
"We are friends....all of us," Astra said, daring one of them to argue with her. She may be unwell, but she could still hex. "First name or nicknames only."
"Yes ma'am," Ron saluted her. "So, you guys call her Angel?"
"Yeah, because she basically is one," Theo nodded. "But what's the Jo thing about?"
"Him," Ginny, Ron, and Hermione all said, pointing to Harry, who laughed.
"Harry and I bonded over a book in our first year. Little Women, it's called. The main characters are this boy and girl who are best friends, and they were called Jo March and Theodore Lawrence, but she called him Teddy. So it became our thing and our names for each other. We know it's silly -"
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FanfictionShe was always there, but he never knew who she was. A Gryffindor that did not know where she came from or what was going to happen to her after the war. Truth was she never expected to survive. So, not only did she survive the battle of Hogwarts...
