The time spent in the tree broomstick had been more enjoyable and passed by faster than Cassie thought it would have. At first, they talked about how her school year was going so far. They started talking about the classes, which was her favorite and what had been his, and then they changed the subject to the teachers.
Rabastan wasn't surprised to know that the slug club was still up and going, as he himself had been a member of it. As they got closer to the bottom of their glasses, they switched to a subject they both enjoyed very much, namely quidditch. A topic they held going even as they left.
"So the first quidditch match is what, at the start of November?"
The dark-haired girl turned her head slightly towards Rabastan as they walked down the street in Hogsmeade. Slightly raising an eyebrow, she looked at him in confusion.
« Well, yeah. How do you even know that?»
The corner of his lips raised slightly as he looked at her for a moment, silently admiring the way her dark hair fell.
«I used to be on the quidditch team, remember?»
Cassie felt her face flush as she put her hands into her pockets and silently cursed herself. Of course she remembered that, he had been the quidditch captain on the Slytherin team during his seventh year, although she had been two years younger, she remembered because he had been rather brilliant. Not that she would ever tell him, though.
«Besides, Regulus told me.»
A few seconds passed, and Rabastan turned his gaze towards her when he noticed that she didn't answer. His dark eyes met hers, and noticed that her face had gotten a few shades lighter than normal. Though he wasn't entirely sure if it was surprise or slight terror that covered her face at the moment
«I'm sorry... could you repeat that?» Cassie stuttered out in disbelief, honestly not wanting to believe what she had just heard. A slightly nervous grin covered the boy's face, as his eyes looked anywhere but at her for the moment.
«Your... well... your brother told me.»
«You've been writing with my brother?»
He cursed himself at the moment, as his hand found its way unconsciously to the back of his neck and scratched it lightly, a rather unpleasant and improper habit, as his mother had said, that appeared whenever he was nervous.
«Yeah...»
Cassie furred her eyebrows in confusion. As far as she knew, there was no reason for the two of them to be writing to each other as they were a few years apart in age and didn't have the same social circles that she knew of.
«Why?»
Rabastan looked a bit embarrassed, if not a bit uncomfortable at the sudden question.
«He wanted to know about my intentions towards you.»
Cassie fought internally to keep the grin from appearing on her lips and decided to see how long she could drag this teasing out.
«And?»
«And what?»
A teasing smile covered her lips as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She was rather enjoying the vague redness that was emerging on his cheeks. In a way, it was strange seeing him like that.
«do you have any intentions?»
Suddenly his facial expression changed, no more where the slight redness to his cheek. However, an equal teasing smile was placed on his lips along with a slightly playful glint in his eyes, one that matched Cassies.
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The Marauders Era
Fantasy" I look at you and realize that every day I like you a little more than I did the day before. Not in a friendship way, but like you literally take some of my breath away every day, and if this goes on any longer, I don't think I have any air left i...
