AS IT WENT, RAVENCLAW HAD FLATTENED HUFFLEPUFF IN THEIR RECENT MATCH.
gryffindor was in the running, leaving vega quite joyed.
wood became repossessed of his manic energy, and worked the team as hard as ever in the chilly haze of rain that persisted intoDecember.
vega saw no hint of a dementor within the grounds. dumbledore's anger seemed to be keeping them at their stations at theentrances.
two weeks before the end of the term, the sky lightened suddenly to adazzling, opaline white and the muddy grounds were revealed one morningcovered in glittering frost. Inside the castle, there was a buzz of christmas in the air. flitwick hadalready decorated his classroom with shimmering lights that turned outto be real, fluttering fairies. the students were all happily discussingtheir plans for the holidays.
though vega usually spent her holidays inside of hogwarts, this year the malfoys were throwing some sort of christmas party and you would be attending.
again at the next hogsmeade visit, harry and vega were the only third years left behind. harry had actually gone missing that day, and vega spent majority of her day sleeping. she had been lacking in that department the past few days and she would not be granted her usual long sleeps over the holidays, so she decided to try and catch up.
the other nights transformation was also rather draining and madam pomfrey recommended rest for the small gash on her thigh.
after waking up from her sleep, vega sat in the deserted room, on the open window sill with her legs dangling off the edge.
she had a cigarette hung between her lips and her headphones pulled over one ear, 'L.A. Woman' by the doors playing.
she took a puff of her cigarette, laying her head against the cold concrete and hugging her black leather jacket tighter around yourself.
