in which harry james potter slowly starts to fall for his best friend's twin sister, and cassiopeia dorcas smith tries to become her oldself.
cassiopeia dorcas smith x harry james potter !
[ slow burn,, kinda??? ]
[ started: 6 January 2024 ]
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THE COMMON ROOM WAS BASICALLY deserted by the time they made it up there. Over in the corner, however, sat Ron, Callie and Hermione. They seemed to be reading a piece of parchment over and over again.
"Professor Trelawney just told me —" Harry cut himself off at the sight of their faces.
"Buckbeak lost," said Ron weakly. "Hagrid's just sent this."
Lost appeal. They're going to execute at sunset. Nothing you can do. Don't come down. I don't want you to see it.
Hagrid
"We've got to go," said Harry immediately. "He can't just sit there on his own, waiting for the executioner!"
Cassie nodded, agreeing with him. She hadn't properly met the man, but from his lessons and what she had heard, he was the nicest man they had ever met.
"Sunset, though," said Ron, who was staring out the window ill a glazed sort of way. "We'd never be allowed... 'specially you, Harry..."
"If we only had the Invisibility Cloak..." Harry muttered.
"Where is it?" said Hermione.
"I accidentally left it under the one-eyed witch passageway but if Snape sees me anywhere near there again, I'm in serious trouble," he told her.
"That's true," said Hermione, getting to her feet. "If he sees you... How do you open the witch's hump again?"
"You — you tap it and say, 'Dissendium,'" said Harry. "But —"
Hermione didn't wait for the rest of his sentence; she strode across the room, pushed open the Fat Lady's portrait and vanished from sight.
"She hasn't gone to get it?" Ron said, staring after her.
"Probably not," Callie shrugged, leaning back in her chair. "She's a goody-two-shoes, isn't she?"
"Maybe she's gone to the library again," Ron suggested, a thoughtful look on his face. "That's, like, her favourite place."
"I like the library." Cassie said, "It's nice and quiet— and I love books and reading."
Callie grinned. "We know."
"How can you sit there and read a book?" Ron wondered, "Do you not get bored?"
"I get sucked into them—"
"That's wicked."
"Not actually sucked in, Ron," Cassie rolled her eyes, throwing a paper airplane in his direction. "I find them so addicting... though, very predictable."
"It's just words—"
"I know that," Cassie said, "but unless you've read a book, you wouldn't understand. Don't you get Hermione to read the school books to you?"
