*chapter twenty

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Desmond Esper

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Desmond Esper

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Antheia couldn't remember the last time she had been so excited about Gryffindor losing. After the daredevil ending to the match, she didn't even care that her house was behind in points for the house cup. Celebrating Desmond's accomplishment had been the only thing on her mind, well not the only thing, but most of her thoughts. 

The whole castle seemed to join in celebration at the end of the game. There wasn't a time when she could remember Ravenclaw's common room being so packed with other students. It felt like the group rarely hosted parties and suddenly all the upper classmates were inside the elegant star-covered room. Drinks were being shared left and right, everyone singing and dancing, it was a night of joy. 

It was the first night that whole year when Antheia Wytners finally began to let go of her stress. The weight of the last two years didn't matter that night and instead, it was just about enjoying that moment. 

The energy in the room was electric and she was enjoying every moment of feeling free. Finally, she was back to just being a normal student. Dancing around the room, drinking without a care, and simply just not worrying about what was to come next. It reminded her of the joy of when she first arrived at Hogwarts.

Antheia took Desmond by the hand and playfully began to drag him away from everyone else. The buzz of drinks in her head had her thinking back to their kiss before the match and suddenly she was done sharing her boyfriend with everyone else.

When they reached Desmond's dorm he turned for the knob only to find it locked. "For Merlin's sake," He cursed as he pressed his ear to the door. His face went white with shock before leading them both away, "Well it looks like my room is claimed."

"Who's in there?" Antheia hiccuped as she spoke.

"Andrew and Natti."

"Are they...?"

"Worst," Desmond corrected, "They are fighting."

Antheia made a mental note to talk to her friend about that later. But for the time being, she had other things on her mind. Mostly she wanted to find somewhere private for them to hide away.

As the two looked for another room or empty place in the tower, it felt like they were running out of luck. The night had grown dark and they were late to claim a room to themselves. They could have walked all the way back to her dorm, but there was a chance Nellie would be heartbroken about her loss and shut away. It wasn't worth wasting the time.

Antheia considered mentioning the Undercroft, but the idea of the blind friend nervously entering the room on them made her stomach turn. Having Ominis Gaunt find them during an inmate moment was not a risk she was willing to take. 

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