"You write dreadfully."
Harriet continues to note.
"And how the hell do you not get your hair out of your face? It can't be anything. That's why you can't get it right."
Keep writing...
"I can't explain how you can be a seeker if-"
Harriet slams the table and Drakonys falls silent.
"This homework is due in two days and you didn't research anything you were supposed to. So for two hours, for two freaking hours, stop talking about how I look and focus!" she expounds looking at the ceiling and then at her. "Can you?" She lets go through her teeth and Drakonys licks her lips.
"I wasn't planning on doing it all by myself."
"I gave you exactly half the work. This" Harriet shows the chaotic scroll. "That's all I did. I just have to put it in order" scratches her head and smudges ink on her cheek. "Then transfer it to the parchment."
"That's working triple." Drakonys points out.
"It's either that or turn in the mess. I appreciate my good grade."
Drakonys rolls the eyes and has no choice but to start doing her part. She does have at least half of it found, the rest is missing and to write it up. They are both supposed to do it and Drakonys has the first questions. So she has to start.
For long minutes they manage to be silent and peaceful. This is the greatest achievement there has been since the previous year. They can never stand each other and rarely are they not fighting. There must be class for it not to happen.
"Hey."
"Hmm?"
"I don't understand the question."
"What is it?"
Harriet shifts and what was two hours to put it all together turns into four of figuring out everything they have to do. They can tell that this is why McGonagall did it in pairs. On their own they would never have reached the resolution. They take a break and irritated, Drakonys hands Harriet a handkerchief.
"Your whole face is full of inks."
She takes it suspiciously and wipes it off in fear of getting worse.
"You have good skin, but if you don't take care of it, it'll make a mess." complains Drakonys without looking at her.
"Do you get treatments or things like that?"
"I say that for your sake. Unlike you, blood heredity is on my side." Drakonys expounds, giving away how perfect she is without needing to take care of herself more than usual.
Face wash, sunlight potion and another to stay hydrated. Harriet rolls her eyes. Harriet vaguely thanks for the handkerchief.
"Those things bore me. I don't see any use for them."
"Are you sure you're a girl? How are you so disinterested?" complains Drakonys.
"Why should I be interested just because I'm a girl?" retorts Harriet.
"You're a Potter, you're the heir to the family name. You must look good. You'll be the face of your family...unless you manage to marry someone important and that's forgotten."
Harriet feels she is worse off with that answer. For long minutes they say nothing to each other. Drakonys watches her out of the corner of the eye. Outlines Harriet's profile, the red marks from rubbing too hard, eyebrows slightly furrowed.
It's the closest she's been to her in a long time. Above all, the first time they've been without arguing. Drakonys bites her lips lightly, feeling like she's sweating. Her magic, shy and unobtrusive, oozing out of her like a misty cloud. She tries to make contact with Harriet, but as soon as Drakonys realizes her own senseless impulse, she pulls back.
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• Romeo, Juliet & Cinderella • | Tomrry
Fanfiction"We are opposites, but we are one and the same.... No one could be for me and no one can be for you. We only have each other. Everyone can hate you and they can't change you. You are mine. And it makes me so desperate, I'd kill you to avoid seeing y...
