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It's been three days. And you're still spending every spare moment of your day trying to figure out the secrets behind your wand. There is no links what so ever so your beginning to think that maybe Draco's look and Olivanders words meant nothing, just a plain coincidence.

But you just can't shake off the feeling that maybe there is more too it than what what you are letting off. You feel like you just need to know.

The bell rings, indicating that lunch is over. You hadn't eaten or anything, just bury yourself behind a large mountain of books.

Sighing, you pick up a few of the over sized texts, and make your way out the library, only to tumble to the ground along with someone else.

"God damn, I'm always tripping." You mutter, picking up the books.

"Are you alright?" Glancing up, you see a small Hufflepuff boy.

"I'm fine, thanks." You respond, still collecting your belongings.

"I'll see you around then." He smiles, and walked off.

He seems nice.. You think to yourself, a small smile playing on your face from his politeness.

You go to pick up the last book, and see it's open on just the page you were looking for. The Forest Wand.

Immediately dropping all your books again, you pick up the particular book and start reading it, not even caring that your still sitting in front of the entrance to the library.

"The Forest Wand, Holds unique power that is transferred by Gellert Grindelwald, one of the most powerful dark wizards of our age. Once the power had been transferred, he hid the wand in a secure place, only for A young wizard to find it many years later, and hand it into the Ministry of Magic. Only until recently, the Forest Wand had been in the hands of, Albus Dumbldore, Tom Marvelo Riddle, James Potter and now Olivander (His store)."

"What the hell.." You mumble. Collecting the book, and leaving the others at the door, you head back to the common room, not bothering about going to class as your already late anyway.

Once in the common room, you cast a spell at the vintage fireplace to bring the room warmth, and make yourself comfortable on the leather sofa.

Pulling out a book of spells, you read on a certain spell.

"Accio, Cup Of Tea." Suddenly a hot cup of tea whizzes your way, and you're out standed that the spell worked, considering it's for 4th year students.

You flip back to the page and try to read further on. But the rest of the page is smeared, not allowing you to read the rest.

With a huff you close the book and relax further into the couch, sipping on tea and staring off into the fire.

Your quiet time was interrupted by a loud bang. Turning around you see Draco and immediately give him a warm smile as a greeting, as you hadn't seen him properly in a few days.

Draco walks over to you and gets comfortable in his seat next to yours.

"Haven't seen you much." He sighs.

"Yeah, I've been a bit busy." You nervously chuckle, not wanting to say too much about what you have been doing.

He raises his eyebrow, asking you to elaborate but you don't give in. He doesn't need to know.

After a small moment of silence, he glances at your mug. You smirk and give it to him, since he was eyeing with curiosity.

"What-"

"Just try it." You insist.

His face holds concern as he slowly raises the cup to his lips and takes a small sip, almost immediately gagging, causing you to erupt in a fit full of laughs.

"What the hell was that crap!" He squeals with a look of disgust.

"It- Oh my - it was tea" You manage to get out while still laughing.

He simply scowls in your direction and hands the cup back to you, in which you take a drink from, to calm yourself down.

"Well, that was horrific." Draco announces.

"I think it's a very soothing drink." You reply.

"You have terrible taste."

"I know, that's why I hang with you." You smirk, clearly joking.

Draco pretends to be offended, placing his hand over his heart with a shocked expression.

"My dear, that was very quite rude!" He exclaims.

You simply giggle a little at his stupidity and place the mug on the small table in front of the sofa.

Sighing, you stand up and grab your book.

"Sorry Draco, I'd love to stay and chat, but We should probably go have dinner, and I need to take this book back to my dorm." You smile, and make your way to your room. 

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