VEGA STIRRED ON HER BED, FURROWING HER EYEBROWS AS SHE MOVED ON HER SIDE, EYES SLOWLY OPENING.
she was met with the sight of mattheo sat on a chair, sleeping with his arms crossed. she blinked, glancing to her other side where theodore was in the same position.
she frowned slightly,
damn, i passed out. fuck
she rubbed her forehead.
this is going to make them 100x more suspicious. merlin, what day is it?
vega sat up in her bed, taking a sip from the glass of water that had been placed on her bedside. it was cool, it must have been fresh.
she glanced again at the two boys,
why.. are they still here? merlin, how embarrassing..
she grumbled to herself, pulling herself out of the covers and sighing, stretching and cracking her limbs. she felt pretty stiff, it must have been at least a few hours.
her movements must have generated some noise as the next minute, mattheo and theodore were shifting on their chairs, both awaking. they both faced an empty bed, jerking up and glancing to where vega was sat on the edge of it.
she glanced awkwardly between them.
"you're awake" mattheo pointed out.
"didn't know that" vega murmured, he rose an eyebrow.
"how long was i out?"
"about a day. it's about noon" theodore frowned.
her eyebrows rose, "boxing day?"
he nodded.
she looked to her knees which were folded beneath her.
"well, erm, thanks for.. looking after me, but i'm sure you both have to get going" vega smiled awkwardly.
the two stood, glancing at each other for a moment.
"how are you feeling?" mattheo stood by vega.
she smiled slightly, "better. i was feeling quite sick and forgot to take any medicine before dinner"
the two nodded, but exchanged skeptical glances.
vega bit her lip slightly, waiting on someone else to make the next move.
theodore sighed and grabbed his coat which was slung over the back of the chair, "i'm sure mother will be expecting us to be returning" he nodded.
vega nodded back, standing and looking down at her clothes.
she was no longer in her red dress, instead in a pair of green silk pyjamas.
her eyes darted between the two, "who, uh, who changed me?" she murmured, embarrassed.
theodore laughed, ruffling her hair which made her deadpan.
"narcissa came in and helped you out" he grinned. "why, would you have liked me to do it?"
guess the old theodore is back.
vega rolled her eyes, "i'm good. maybe next time"
he choked slightly, mattheo rose his eyebrows.
"okay, cool, bye now!" vega grinned fakely and quickly ushered them out of her room.
once they stumbled out together, she collapsed on her bead with a tired groan.
what was with the two?
all of a sudden they were so protective and weird. why, all of a sudden, did they feel the need to talk to her?
she went just fine her first two years barely interacting with the two and now in the space of a few hours they were being worry-warts and present in one of her episodes.
whatever happened to living a quiet, peaceful life?
well, that thought was already basically non-existent as soon as her father had escaped from azkaban and decided to unintentionally wreak havoc on her hidden life.
she wondered what he was doing right now.
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