I smile at the small piece of parchment in my hands. It may not be much, but it's something. Kayla peeks over my shoulder to try and get a better look. Draco drops his fork on his plate and it makes a loud noise.
"Kayla, dear, leave her be." His voice says, hardened with irritation. Kayla shoots him a dirty look.
"Baby, I'm sure she wants to share who's delicious enough to illicit such a smile from her." She quips, and I laugh nervously.
"Remember who I've been telling you about?" I turn to her, giving her access to the simply Italian scrawl accross my letter. She squeals loudly as she translates the meaning in her head.
"Is this the first one?! You've never showed any to me before!" Her smile is so affectioate I can't help but hope that someday we'll be real friends.
"It's the first letter, yes," I smiled shyly. She wrapped her arm around me, still staring at the letter.
"Ooooh, how sweet! Natzbabe I'm so happy for you!" I tucked the letter into my bag and returned to my breakfast. My eyes briefly connected with Daco's moody ones, but I felt too many mixed emotions to do much more than that brief contact.
Over the past week or so, since I met Dante, I'd been telling Kayla more and more about him. I fabricated that every night we talk through the fireplace, but I'd only recently met him in person. I told her that originally we'd come in contact because he was looking for advice on what to buy Blaise for his birthday and his mother had suggested that I'd be a good friend to contact.
It was really too easy to lie to Kayla. I should feel guilty but because lying is in my blood, I don't. It's been quite some time since I've been able to girl talk with her though, so I am relishing in how much I've missed it. My only concern is that I'll slip up. I may need my mother's advice soon.
Draco's been aggitated lately, no doubt from hearing Kayla relay all of my "night time escipades" with Dante. Just a little over a week ago he held me and begged me to tell him who I need. He promised he'd do his best to give that man to me. And now he's mad that I may have found him? It's incredibly stupid, but Draco does have those moments.
I excuse myself, no longer feeling the desire to deal with his attitude, and head for my first class.
Daddy's birthday is today, so I wrote him a letter last night that I sent out with my owl this morning.
Mum promised she'd send me a detailed letter of what Draco and I had missed, which I was to promptly share with him upon receiving it.
I can't wait for summer hols so that I may see Dante in person again.
