Chapter 14

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The next day was surprisingly easy.

Woke up, dressed to the nines, had my outfit and hair approved by Silver before I left my room to find Pansy and Daphne in the common room. They sat on the couches before one of the fires, a cup of tea in their hands as they waited. I came down and walked over to them, sitting when they gestured. The tray of teacups conjured up another one for me, floating a cup of coffee towards me before I grabbed it.

I tasted it. Done exactly how I liked it. I sipped it as we sat quietly for a moment. It was a comfortable silence. We didn't find the need to speak as we took our time in properly waking up with a hot cup of whatever we liked the most in the mornings. I knew I didn't like being woken up abruptly and then be expected to be a happy person about it. It took me a few minutes to even react and then more to chill down my burning Magic enough to function.

It hummed under my skin during the whole morning tea time. It was low, going even deeper as it chilled out properly.

"Do you have tea every morning?" I asked, hands around my warm mug. I lifted my feet onto the couch, stretching back. I had seen them do this before so I knew it was okay. I wouldn't act so Muggle if I could help it. They needed to see me as one of their own.

Pansy shifted too, putting her black boots on the edge of the coffee table, rattling the tray with teapots and sugar and milk. She leaned into the corner, one arm over the edge. She sipped from her drink, swaying her arm a little in the air. Not a drop had spilled.

Daphne nodded, taking a tentative sip before speaking, "It's a good way to start. Helps prevent Pansy from lashing out at the stupid First years."

"I can't deal with them until I've had at least one cup," Her arm swayed again and not a drop fell out of the cup. She gazed into my eyes, giving me a smirk. "This Prefect business isn't easy when they can't even ask a question without stuttering."

I smiled, "They're young. They probably find you intimidating."

"As they should," Pansy flipped her hair over her shoulder. "I'm a Parkinson. We'll finish our drinks and then go for breakfast. By then, the First years are usually finished or near enough."

We left for the Great Hall soon after, making it within the last half hour of breakfast. A space was left between Theo and the Sixth year students, usually my space across from Draco. Ever since his little stunt, I didn't want to sit near him to piss him off but today would be the first day I would do it. I made Theo budge up a seat so I was across from Blaise while Daphne sat on my side and Pansy on Blaise's other side.

"Good morning," Blaise greeted instantly.

Pansy dished out food onto her plate as I grabbed a blueberry muffin. I never had a big appietite during the morning and today was the same. Daphne had a beautiful full English breakfast and shoved a piece of crispy french toast onto my plate.

"Eat it," she said, jabbing her fork in the air.

I rolled my eyes playfully and took a big bite out of it to humour her. She hummed in satisfaction before continuing to eat her breakfast.

It was quickly over before we were wandering off for our classes.

When I finished with the morning classes, Pansy and Daphne found me before I could even walk to the Great Hall. We walked together to our next class and Harry was glaring at me at any moment he could find. I didn't purposefully go out of my way to avoid him but our paths didn't cross much.

"He doesn't approve, does he?" Daphne asked with a curl of the lips at his staring.

"He doesn't approve of much that doesn't involve him, Gryffindor, or Quidditch," I said back. "I'm used to it by now."

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