A/N This chapter is brought by a proud McGonagall. She is proud of you, be proud of yourself too.
Harry POV
I had already put on my pyjamas and was ready to go to sleep when I was called into the living room of our semeistva. It seemed that someone called for me, so I went over to the fireplace and closed the curtains around it that ensured privacy during talks.
"Harry!"
"Draco! How are you? Did something happen? Did you find someone better? I..."
Draco stopped me.
"Shhhh, love, I'm alright, and there is no one better than you." he told me, sending me a kiss and I blushed.
"Now, are you okay? Are the others nice?" I nodded my head, pulling my feet to my chest."Harry, I need to tell you something." Draco said, sighing heavily.
"What is it?" I asked, sad that I couldn't touch him.
"Hogwarts is fucked up. I took in Neville, but ONLY as a friend, he is not my mate, because that is you, okay?" he said, and I could see how his heart sunk even deeper.
"It's okay. Doesn't Neville have a mate already?" I asked.
"Sure, but somehow they won't accept that. That besides, tomorrow you should get a little gift from me. Now I think we should sleep, what do you say?" I nodded, going to bed again, after sending Draco a kiss with my hand.The next morning, I woke up early, not wanting to be late.
So, I jumped out of my bed and began dressing myself. Somehow I stumbled over Draco's quidditch sweater and decided to put it on over my uniform.It gave me a comforting feeling, and I felt a lot less self-conscious. I sneaked to the bathroom, not wanting to wake the others up.
I opened my little make-up bag and began to wash my face first and then I started my morning routine.
First, Dad tried to get my away from the make-up, because I broke out a lot because of it, but I just couldn't stop. The need to always look presentable to Alphas had been so deep inside my brain, I was close to panicking when I couldn't find my bag.
So, we tried different stuff. Father pulled me from one to the next make-up shop, trying to find the right thing for me, and I don't know how much he spent on me -again.
And slowly, it wasn't about hiding my pimples and my dark circles anymore, but about myself. Make-up time was my time of the day to be alone and reflect about stuff. And I would dare to say I was good at it. Well, not at eyeliner (10 attempts on both eyes is my minimum on tries!), and I don't really get these new trends, like this extensive eyeshadow- I hate eyeshadow.I had just finished putting on my Labello (only protecting those lips, not making them shine, so nothing sticks) when the door to the bathroom opened.
"There you are! I wanted to wake you up, but you weren't in your room. And who's sweater is that? Malfoy? (he says it with a strong accent) Oh, you are blushing! Is he hot?"
Aleksandr was behind me, rubbing his eyes. I kept on blushing and made sweater paws.
"None of your business..." I said shyly. He gave me a wink.
"Oh, you a bit possessive honey? You have to let me meet him, so I can check if he is really good for you."I brushed my hair and made a step back from the mirror when I bumped against some kind of dispenser. It had some strange cylindrical thing in it, and next to it there were some colourful envelopes (?) (A/N: People take your guesses here!)
I rubbed my elbow and looked at them a little bit closer.
"Harry, what are you doing with the tampon dispenser?" I made two steps back and gave Alek a horrified look.
"You know, when Beta and Alpha females get their periods, they use this stuff." I nodded, understanding. Of course I knew what tampons were, I just had never seen any. So the other dispenser was for pads, I guessed.
"The school provides them?" I asked, curious. It seemed they had three types of tampons and four types of pads.
"They are part of the medical gear in school. We have first aid kits, we have sanitary product dispensers. We have them in each bathroom, so if you should need one for whatever reason, just grab one, they are meant to be used." he answered, and I put my brush away again.After putting my bag back into my room, I talked a bit to Aleksandr and waited for Victor to stand up and go to breakfast with us. Together we went to the big hall and began to eat.
"Harry, would you like a treacle tart (the courting readers remember)?" Lidiya asked after having one put in my plate already.
"What lessons do we have today?" I asked, before I saw the windows open and a ton of owls enter. Quite some of them came over to our table.
And quite a few landed in front of me.A dozen of owls, each carrying different sized packages.
"Shall I help you open?" I heard everyone on the table ask, and I nodded, not liking all this attention. In seconds we had opened each package, revealing teddy bears.
Now I did not doubt it anymore: Neville had become an ally of Draco's. I was obsessed with plush bears, but I was never able to have one. The only one that knew of my obsession was Neville, and now Draco. I was about to collect all my bears, when the door of the big hall opened, and a man entered: "Black, Harry?" he pronounced my name strangely, but Alek pushed me to the other side of the hall, Victor behind me.
"Package." the man said, gesturing behind me and made me sign the reception papers. This package was huge, and I needed Victor to open it on top (I'm just really tiny!).The box flopped open revealed my inner childhood dream:
I loved it. Victor ordered some house elf to bring all my presents to my room, and I was just so happy. There will never be a day where Draco won't surprise me.
A/N: Sooooo people, do you remember when I told you about me taking the CAE (C1 level English language test)? Well, I PASSED and I am soooo damn happy. My friend even passed at a C2 level (meaning native speaker level)! Yay!
I will update the teaser of our book 'Rebels' today, introducing the characters to you. The book will get uploaded the week after this week on @Forbidden_Empire 's profile (she is the friend I was talking bout)!Question of the day:
What is your favourite plush animal?
Mine is my teddy bear I had since birth. He and his wife (yes his wife, fight me) look pretty destroyed, after years of getting tormented by yours truly, but I still love them.
By sheep is my second, because I can also use it as a heating pad!
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