Cecillia was searching through the many books in the library while listening to Luke groan about how he didn't want to write all of the papers he had overdue. Normally Cecillia would just lend him her papers to copy so he would shut up, but lately, she had been getting lower grades because the teachers had learned that she had been giving up her papers willingly. So she decided it was time for Luke to start pulling his own weight.
She pulled out four transfiguration books from one shelf that Luke would need for his next paper and looked through the shelf to the other side. Right, there in front of Cecillia was an all too familiar face. This girl's long black hair fell naturally over her shoulders and she was so indulged in the book in front of her Adelaide Fions seemed to be lost in another world.
Adelaide's eyes flew up to the shelf, but Cecillia quickly shoved the books back into place before they made eye contact.
This was bad. Cecillia snuck back towards Luke and waved her arms to get Jakob's attention. Jakob said something to Luke, who was face down in his paper as he sulked, and Jakob walked over.
The day after Adelaide turned her back to us as she watched her brothers beat up Jakob, Luke forced us to go to the pumpkin patch just in case Adelaide showed up to apologize. A half hour past the time we had promised to meet up with her, Jakob and I went back inside, but Luke stayed outside for another hour before coming in. Even in that hour, Adelaide hadn't shown up, and all Luke got from waiting was a nasty cold. That cold is what got him so far behind in school. The rest of the day the older students were in Hogsmeade, Luke was in a daze and couldn't focus on anything the three of them did together. He even lost against Jakob in a short Quidditch match. This concerned Cecillia since Jakob was a terrible flyer.
Cecillia didn't know what he was thinking and it bugged her. Normally Luke was an open book to her, but now he was like a giant, locked safe, with a dozen wizards standing guard.
"What is it?" Jakob asked.
"There happens to be a little miss Fions at a desk, two shelves down," Cecillia said.
"And?"
"And we need to keep Luke from seeing her!"
"Why?"
"Because he might not be able to settle down without answers on why she hasn't wanted to apologize, and something tells me Adelaide isn't going to jump at the chance to tell him anything."
Jakob sighed. "So you want us to keep them apart?"
"Yes, besides if he knows she's here he'll get even farther behind in homework than he already is. It's our duty as his friend to keep his grades from dropping farther down the drain than they already are!"
"You don't want to feel bad for him, so then you won't feel inclined to let him copy your stuff again, right?"
"Shut up."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."
"Okay, operation keep Luke focused commence!"
...
How had Jakob been dragged into Cecillia's crazy ideas again? Oh right, he was a pushover. He sighed as Cecillia asked what Adelaide's position was.
"She hasn't moved yet," Jakob reassured Cecillia.
"Okay cinnamon roll, keep watching the target, and remember to say over, over." Cecillia said.
"Why do we need to use code names," Jakob paused, "over."
"Because it makes it seem more like an action movie, over."
Jakob was used to Cecillia's crazy ideas and plans when she was extremely bored since they normally ended up with all three of them in detention. Sure she was probably the smartest Ravenclaw here, but sometimes she didn't make the smartest moves. It was probably from her need to be rebellious, since the famous model known as her mother, never allowed Cecillia to do what she wanted to do or allowed her to be herself, or it was that Cecillia never had any sort of adventure except for the adventures from the movies she watched. So somehow she may have wanted her own adventure.
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Loneliness in Difference
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