Sky full of stars {Harry Potter Fanfiction}

8. This is Halloween

The three of us were exhausted the next morning (I was for the most part because Cassie wriggled about in her sleep and had very pointy elbows) but eager to discuss the giant three headed dog that lived in our school.

I didn't want to look at it's eyes, so I looked at the floor. Cassie told us. It was stood on a door. There's something under there. Something its guarding or protecting.

"I mean, if you want to keep something safe I suppose that's the way forward." I stifled a yawn as I adjusted my tie, which hung limply around my neck.

"A Cerberus!" Katherine's eyes were bright and excited. "Like in Greek Mythology! It guards the gates to the Underworld—they're so fascinating. I knew they existed in the wizarding world, but I never thought I'd see one!"

You are way too excited for it being this early in the morning, Kat. Cassie blinked several times, clearly trying to stay awake as we traipsed up to the hall for breakfast.

"It's half past eight, this is later than we usually go to the hall." Katherine frowned. "I just like mythology... it's interesting."

"It is," I said brightly, not wanting to discourage her. "We're just too sleep deprived to appreciate it."

Cassie joined us at the Hufflepuff table for breakfast, and nobody seemed to mind too much. While the Slytherins had a reputation for not being nice, people knew this wasn't true about Cassie. She radiated positivity and kindness.

"Ha!" I exclaimed as I poured milk over my cereal. "Look at Draco's face!"

Cassie and Katherine both grinned. Draco looked sulky as he noticed that Harry and Ron were sat at the Gryffindor table, clearly not in any trouble. He especially looked annoyed that Cassie was sat at our table, and very clearly had saved Harry and Ron from trouble.

"He's pissed off at you, Cassie." Katherine gave another small smile.

Cassie gave her a smile that radiated sunshine. When life gives you lemons, you have to make a hell of a lot of lemonade.

**

A week later, the fruit of Cassie's metaphorical revenge lemonade against her brother was ripened. About a week later we were sat having breakfast, when not one, but six screech owls flew into the hall carrying a long package.

It soared straight over to the Gryffindor table, and dropped the long package onto the table in front of Harry. He and Ron read a note that was attached, before they hurried off from breakfast with the package in tow.

Katherine, Cassie and I exchanged a look. "Well that wasn't suspicious," I frowned. "Wonder who's sending Harry a massive package."

Cassie snorted, and I gave her a withering look. "You knew what I meant, Cass."

She shrugged which said I saw the opportunity.

"You are both dense," Katherine looked up from her eggs. "it's obviously a broomstick."

I almost spilt tea onto my blouse. "What?"

Katherine rolled her eyes. "Harry obviously doesn't have a broom, because first years can't usually the join the teams. It's a large package—Cassie, stop giggling please, I have a point," she tried to look annoyed at Cassie, but even that was a fairly gentle smile. "So obviously one of the teachers has bought him a broomstick. That's why the boys were excited."

"Great job, Katherine Holmes," I tried to sound extra-sarcastic like Sasha. "But why not we just ask them?"

Katherine paused. "Yeah, we could do that."