Cassy's POV:
"Wake up, you idiot! Come on, lazy pants! We have a big day in front of us, we get our timetables and everything...Quidditch, Quidditch tryouts are in a few days, you need to practise!" Hermione yelled as she shook me violently. "Wait a minute...agua-"
"Impervius," I grinned lazily before she could finish her spell rubbing my sleep-filled eyes open. "I knew that was coming, Mione, you are sooo predictable!" I laughed out as she scowled, glowering.
"Oh come on already, breakfast is about to finish and you've barely got out of bed!" she shouted angrily as she changed the topic subtly.
"I know, I know, but I'm not exactly hungry, it's only been the second day back and I'm sooo excited to get our new timetables," I frowned as I rolled my eyes and got into my school robes quickly, "Don't worry though, I'm really worried about the OWLs," I added quickly, being honest about how studious I could be sometimes.
"But, bu-but the OWLs are ages away!" Hermione said, horrified, "And I thought I was mad and geeky," she added as an afterthought.
"Well what can you say, I guess you're not the only one," I grinned, "which is why we are the best of friends," I said in a matter-of-fact tone as I linked my arms into hers as we entered the hall.
Hermione flushed happily as she moved in with me and slid into a seat next to me as I sat next Harry.
"Where were you two?" Harry inquired.
"Gerth, theyr tho thloe ang ahggoig," Ron said, with his mouth full. (Girls, they're so slow and annoying)
Hermione flushed even more red, but now out of displeasure because she detested Ron talking with his mouth full.
"Anyway..." I drawled, rolling my eyes at Ron and Mione, "I wonder when Quidditch try-outs are?"
"Cassy, you don't even need to go to the Quidditch try-outs, you are the best Seeker out there, you're so good that we need to have two Snitches for you and me," Harry emphasised as I argued back.
"Oh come on, you're one of the youngest Seekers of the century, and you beat that stuck-up jerk of Draco Malfoy!" I chuckled as I made one of my favourite impressions of the number-one item on my 'Hate List'.
"Stuck-up jerk of Draco Malfoy, did you say?" someone breathed into my ear, "Then why would you want to have a rendezvous with this so-called stuck-up jerk on the side of the lake at four in the morning. Sounds a bit suspicious to me, don't you think, Potter?!" he drawled out the rest loud enough for Harry, Mione and Ron to hear.
"It wasn't like that, Harry, I swear. I didn't even plan it. I-I just went to the lake because I'd w-woken up from a nightmare and couldn't go back to sleep. I need some time, alone, to think," I said as I glared at the now smirking Malfoy, "Surely you of all people would understand," I whispered, lowering my voice when referring to Harry's own recurring nightmares.
"Y-yes, I know. Don't worry, Cassy, I would never think you would be low enough to be with Malfoy here, but I wonder what Malfoy was doing, stalking Cassandra!" Harry said, grinning at Malfoy, whose facial expression had quickly changed from jaunty to livid.
"How dare you suggest such a thing, oh high-and-mighty Potter!" Malfoy bit back, stopping himself from taking out his wand to start a duel.
"And as for you," Malfoy slowly lowered his face until I could count his oh-so-soft eyelashes, and grinned as he saw the racing pulse jump out of my neck, "we need to talk."
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The Golden One
Fanfictie"The moon stared back at her, pearly white in its fullness. She felt a change coming over her. She was growing...and something new was happening. Gold. Purple. Scarlet. Her room was a sea of colours. The moon looked bigger, brighter and gold. Gold...
