Summons

v e r i t y 2

:lenora assandra:

Malfoy and I were second to arrive in the main room, Neville and Davis being the first. They seemed like they had bonded; they were smiling at each other, and I assumed their cards must've not been too bad. Otherwise, I have a feeling they'd both be feeling extremely awkward. Harry and Greengrass came out of their room next, Harry looking rather flustered but Greengrass looking as cool as ever, if not satisfied. Hermione and Nott walked out of their room, Nott still taking her hand and escorting her like a gentleman, but they looked closer than before. If Harry was flustered, Hermione would be... I don't even know. She looked a mess, but Nott looked just as put together as when they entered their room (except for his hair, which was slightly ruffled). Ginny and Zabini did not look like they had bonded at all. Ginny looked as if she had just been furious and Zabini looked slightly.. guilty? And then there was Ron and Parkinson. As they exited their room, they kept exchanging glances as if they had a joke that only they knew of. Ron had opened the door for Parkinson, and as she passed he grabbed her arse. She jumped and ran while he chased after her, laughing, forgetting that there were people surrounding them. I'm sure we were all confused while witnessing this strange display. He seized her from the back and hoisted her up, still, both of them were laughing. I gaped. What the bloody hell? I was... speechless.

Eventually, we were all sitting on the sofas in our original seats.

"I hope everyone had fun, but we have more questions to respond to!" Malfoy announced. "It's Potter's turn to read the question," he looked to Harry, "so take it away, Potter."

Without another word, Harry reached for the stack of verity cards. He took one off of the top and read it, his eyes widening the slightest bit. Well, I don't think that's a good sign.

"If you..." he cleared his throat, probably of discomfort, "If you had to choose three people in this room to have a foursome with, who would they be?" Oh no, poor Harry. I could tell that was way out his comfort zone, even just reading it aloud.

"Well, that's definitely something I never thought I'd hear Potter say," Nott laughed. I really wanted to make him eat his words, but I knew that would just make Harry more tense, so I held back.

"Yes, I'm sure we all share that sentiment, Theodore, but I think we'd all rather you wait until it is your turn to respond to the prompt. We do have a rather large quantity of players, so we should all refrain from commenting until then," Daphne scolded Nott, but she seemed rather... eager to return to our rooms. Harry grinned and leaned over to whisper something to Ron, to which Ron laughed.

"She made scolding sound sexy!" Harry whispered to Ron again (rather loudly), and I'm sure everyone else had heard it, too.

"Harry!" Hermione said in disbelief.

Harry's face turned red at the realization that everyone had heard him.

"Sorry," he mumbled, but I saw Daphne's chest puff up.

"If you all don't mind, I believe it's my time to speak," Malfoy interrupted.

"Yes, ahem, Malfoy. Go on," Harry responded, eager to get the attention off of him.

"Let's see, I think it's rather obvious that my first choice would be Assandra... but if I had to choose, I supposed it'd be," he hesitated, thinking, "Assandra, Greengrass, and Davis." He reached for a venture card. As he read it, he shifted in his seat, a small smile on his lips, and I knew he was plotting something.

There was a small pit in my stomach. He looked at me, and if I wasn't mistaken, there was a hint of an apology in his grey eyes. He had nothing to apologize for, though. What do I have to be upset about? I turned my chin up, refusing to look at him.