Safe House

Eight

I had spent most of the Easter Holiday's helping Ron with Buckbeaks appeal, the both of us had taken on Responsibility, Him due to Harry and Hermione's filled schedules and me to get away from the Slytherins.

I was trying my best to avoid Malfoy at all costs, as a result it meant I had spent a lot less time with Theo and Blaise.

Putting their differences with Ron aside, (although it didn't stop the bickering and constant insults) sometimes they would come in the Library to help, until they got bored or thrown out by madam Pince for being too noisy.

Ron and I had the task of juggling our heavy homework load and the appeal, but we managed it the best we could.

The both of us pouring over enormously thick volumes such as; The Handbook of Hippogriff Psychology and Fowl or Foul? A Study of Hippogriff Brutality.

I was actually proud of Ron, this was probably the most he has ever read, and for the longest amount of time, willingly.

The night before the Slytherin VS Gryffindor Match, everyone was way to hyped and causing Chaos.

I could never say this aloud, out of fear that my whole house would set the most horrendous curses on me, but I had secretly hoped that Gryffindor will win tomorrow, just because I know It will piss off Malfoy, but obviously also because my brothers are playing and Harry.

I wasn't even thinking about going, and instead work more on the appeal.

I had escaped to the library, barely anyone were here due to the excitement of the match tomorrow.

Ron had also ditched helping for the night for the match tomorrow.

Perfect.

I had all the Different books open on important pages scattered around the table, notes all over and I was currently attempting to write out all the important key points in my neatest handwriting for Hagrid, constantly looking back between mine and Ron's notes.

"What are you doing here?" I felt their presence before they could say anything. "The both of you should be preparing for the match tomorrow, and as their mate you should of made sure they were doing that" I told the three of them

"wow, She didn't shout at you" Theo sounded impressed

"Shut up- The reason we are here, is because He- is blubbering about you-

"I have never "Blubbered" in my life you prick" Malfoy glared at Blaise

"Anyway! Draco is not in the head space to play tomorrow, he's been shit at practise and its keeping us up with his tossing and turning-"

"Yeah, some people call that guilt" I rolled my eyes.

"And dont get me started on his bloody pacing!" Theo burst

"So, I think its best if you can sort this out and let him say what it is he so desperately wants you to hear" Blaise said "Its dangerous"

"awe Pity, make sure you memorise a spell to catch your fall then" I said, not bothering to look up from my notes "Now if you don't mind, I'm quite busy"

"I told you! She's too stubborn for anyone's good" Malfoy muttered, I could practically hear the eye roll

"Yknow- you're really not helping your case" Theo said

"there is no case if she won't listen! what else am I supposed to do? lets just go"

"could quit with the comments" Theo suggested

"like you've ever listened to that, lets just leave her alone"

"No, because not only could you hurt yourself, but you could end up hurting Blaise, everyone else, and her friend Potter and her brothers!" Theo said "So even if she wont accept your stupid apology, you're going to say it"