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Chapter Forty Two

Timetables and turbulance

Waking up that next following morning was a feeling that Bronwyn hated but knew she had to get used to, at least for the months she was at school. The bed was cold, small and most of all, it was missing Blaise beside her. Sure they had only shared the same bed for the last two or three weeks of the summer holiday but she had slipped easily into the routine it had provided and everything sucked. Her hand flew to the locket she had put on overnight, there it was the comfort of his magic of which reached out to her through the item of jewellery, but it wasn't enough. Not now she was awake and she could make her way to see him. So she sat herself up in her bed, so that she could prepare herself to get ready for the day, for the first classes she would no doubt have to struggle through as she tried to switch her brain back from holiday mode and into class mode. 

Her bed curtains were thrown open before she could make a move to open them herself. Only for Bronwyn to come face to face with her best friend, and future sister in law. Hermione smiled at the girl but it was clear that if Bronwyn didn't make an effort to move herself and get up that she was going to get the lecture of a century. Day one back at school was enough for Hermione to be fully back in the game, and this year things were even tighter. But at least she could drop a few subjects she was no longer interested in, goodbye divination what a pointless subject she had even picked up. 

"Come on Winnie, time for you to get all pretty for your man." Hermione teased and Bronwyn wished her face didn't take on the scarlet colour of flush as she listened to her best friend's teasing. Sure she knew that Blaise didn't care how well presented she was in the moment he saw her, that actually he found joy in seeing her undone, simple plain Bronwyn but she was 16 and she knew that the eyes of the student body would be heavily upon her. Especially with all the buzz following her and Harry's rather public argument just days before they headed back to school. 

"I'm coming, I was about to get up you know." Bronwyn grumbled as she pulled herself out of her bed and made her way to her wardrobe. Picking out a uniform set which included a skirt was unusual, this would be the first year she had done so. But it felt right. Like she had shed that persona she was and was finally embracing the version of her self she was currently. There was always room to grow, and there was no saying that she wouldn't rotate the trousers back into her uniform at some point, but the last year she had felt them necessary too stuck in her own insecurities that she couldn't bring herself to wear a skirt. 

"Of course you were, just like you weren't up in the middle of the night." Hermione added as she sat at her own vanity gently applying mascara. Bronwyn paused in the motion of tying her tie to look at her best friend, shocked having thought they were all asleep when she woke in the wee hours of the morning, obviously she was wrong.

"Did I wake you? I didn't mean to." Bronwyn apologised in her tone, but she was unsure what to say to the older girl, having not intended for the outcome she was facing.

"I swear I'm getting a lighter and lighter sleeper as the months go on, I fell back asleep pretty quick after realising you shuffled your way back into bed." Hermione shrugged off before turning to offer the younger her perfume. Yet when she got a small shake in response she could only watch on with a prideful look as Bronwyn produced a matching perfume bottle of her own, finally the girl was being spoilt as she deserved. 

"It's your body preparing you to live with Fred when we're done with school. Merlin knows you're going to need to keep yourself prepared at all times." Bronwyn grumbled the last part in particular. 

'You know Winnie, you're going to have to forgive those two at some point for the spider incident it's already been over 10 years." 

"I will go to the grave never forgiving them." Bronwyn sighed as she gave up trying to get her tie to look correctly, at this point what was even the need to wear them, her jumper was house themed, her robes had the house crest and colour scheme she didn't need the tie. It was way too much overkill, and the second classes finished for the day she would pull it off anyways. 

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