[ "stress keeps building, blood stops flowin', brain got me open, gone off a potion." ]
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amelia jade is going into her sixth year at hogwarts, another year as usual. or so she thought.
with the dark lord on the rise, truth is going to come out abo...
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it was friday, march first, and amelia found herself in bed all day. she never missed her classes so she wasn't stressed about catching up on work.
after her argument (or whatever it was) with draco, amelia had stayed in the room of requirement well into the early morning. she felt too tired from her night endeavor to deal with everyone in class, so she stayed in her dorm.
the clock on her bedside table read that it was half past twelve; she had missed breakfast and lunch.
penelope and amelia had a new roommate, louise salome, a transfer from beauxbaton's academy. she was barely in their room, but when she was she was busy doing her work.
so it was humorous to amelia that the one time louise was in their dorm this morning, she witnessed penelope throw a fit about how amelia needed to get out of bed and go to potions with her.
as she laid in bed flicking through one of her potions books, amelia soon felt heavy footsteps echo throughout the dorm hallway. the door hurriedly opened to reveal draco malfoy, panting.
amelia's eyes opened wide, "what are you doing in here? you're going to get us in trouble."
draco shushed her, uttering a spell under his breathe that locked the door so nobody could get in or out.
looking down at her petite frame, amelia realize she was wearing nothing but an oversized slytherin house shirt. her legs were bare above the covers. draco caught a glimpse of her black laced undergarments, but refrained from making any comments.
"well?" amelia had stood from her bed, with her hands placed on either side of her hips.
"the cabinet— it's been tampered with," draco was pacing back and forth, kicking a pair of socks on the floor in the girls dorm.
"what do you mean, 'tampered' with?"
draco stood in front of amelia, "it's broken again, or at least, as broken as it was when we started."
amelia had to refrain from pulling her hair, "are you joking? please say you're joking."
"i am not joking, love," draco offered a small chuckle, but he could tell amelia wasn't amused.
he laid on her bed as she stood pacing; he was honestly surprised she hadn't apologized for being so rude to him the night prior.
"i'll fix it— i can fix it. i'll have it ready by next week, i can't have you taking your time anymore."
draco craned his neck to look at her, surprised at her tone, "pardon me, but you can't wait for me to take my time fixing it?"
