monophobia • harry potter³ [UNEDITED]

𝐱𝐢. Malfoy, the bouncing ferret

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       THE FOLLOWING MORNING THE STORM HAD BLOWN ITSELF OUT. Nyx was glad for that because it meant she got to see the sunrise, sadly it for a few moments because there was still a few grey clouds out. Meanwhile, the Great Hall was still gloomy too; heavy clouds of pewter gray swirled overhead as Nyx, Harry, Hermione, and Ron examined their new course schedules at breakfast. A few seats along, Fred, George, and Lee Jordon were discussing magical methods of ageing themselves and bluffing their way into the Triwizard Tournament.

Nyx yawned, her eyelids shutting for a few moments before she shook herself awake and continued composing three separate letters all while eating at the same time. The first was addressed to Alex, the second to April, and the third to Professor Lupin. 

"You all right?" Ron, who happened to be sitting opposite her asked. Nyx blinked and shook her head.

"Hm? O-Oh, uh, the storm was loud and ... I'm a light sleeper?" lied Nyx. 

Ron caught on quickly, and so did Harry and Hermione who both knew first hand that Nyx was anything but a light sleeper. The real reason why she was tired was that she kept repeatedly getting woken up by her nightmares, to the point where she had given up in the middle of the night and just decided to do some yoga before going down to watch the sunrise. 

"Anyways," Nyx cleared her throat, directing the conversation away from her lack of sleep. "Today is looking good. We're going to be outside all morning, marvellous. Herbology with the Hufflepuffs and Care of Magical Creatures!" she smiled widely then it faded a bit, "oh but it's with..."

"Don't say it," said Ron while shaking his head. 

"... the Slytherins," Nyx continued. 

"Damn it," 

"Double Divination this afternoon," Harry added with a groan, looking down. 

Much like Hermione and Nyx, he didn't like Divination. It was his least favourite subject, apart from Potions. Professor Trelawney kept predicting Harry's death, which he found extremely annoying.

"You should have given it up like Nyx and I, shouldn't you?" said Hermione briskly, buttering herself some toast. "Then you'd be doing something sensible like Arithmancy,"

"You're eating again, I notice," said Ron, watching Hermione adding liberal amounts of jam to her toast too.

"I've decided there are better ways of making a stand about elf rights," said Hermione haughtily.

"Yeah... and you were hungry," said Ron grinning. 

Nyx nudged Hermione with her elbow gently when she saw the girl's cheek go a bit rosy.