The fool wagers her heart.
The princess reveals her soul.
The prince opens his eyes.
When a wager turns into something more for Amanda Lewis, Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter...
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The next morning, Amanda yawned and took some Treacle Tarts from the refrigerator. She was surprised when Hedwig was at the window of their living room, tapping it. She opened it and stroked the owl's hair. "Good morning, Hedwig. Oh, who's this from?" When she took the letter from his foot, Hedwig simply nipped Amanda's fingers before flying away. She checked the back of the letter and to her surprise, it was not from Harry but from Jason.
Amanda,
Don't forget we'll be eating lunch with George and Eliza tomorrow. I heard Eliza's missing you already after you haven't gone to the Burrow last Sunday. Thank you for helping me find a place to stay for these past few months. Harry helped me find a flat so you should come visit sometime. George has been already. By the way, congratulations for catching Rookwood! Harry said you're a nominee for being the next Head Auror since Williamson's stepping down soon. Anyways, we'll see you tomorrow at the usual spot.
Love,
Jason
"Ow!" Amanda rubbed the back of her head and dropped the letter. She turned around to see a fuming Ginny behind her. "What are you doing?"
"You finished my Treacle Tarts!" Ginny reached over for the pillow to throw at the Ravenclaw.
"I did not eat your Treacle Tarts!" Amanda scrambled from the couch while smiling innocently at Ginny. Ginny glared at her and picked up the plate of the crumbs of Treacle Tarts on the table.
Amanda's face fell before she smiled slightly at the girl. "Well, that's a-"
"And you finished all the Cauldron Cakes too! Those were mine."
"I didn't- Wait!" Amanda ran to Ginny when she raised the plate and tried to throw it at Amanda. She took the plate from Ginny and chuckled nervously. "Let's calm down, Gin, all right? Let's talk. Please don't throw the plate."
Ginny sent her one more glare before sitting down at the couch and pouting. "I'm not talking to you until you give back my Treacle Tarts and Cauldron Cakes." When Ginny noticed Amanda's eyes drift to her lips, she glared at the girl again. "Don't you even think about it."
"Okay," said Amanda, raising her hands. "Come on then. Let's go to Diagon Alley. I'm sure they'll have some Cauldron Cakes and Treacle Tarts there." She was too exhausted last night after her talk with Luna and Neville that she didn't even check what she took out of the fridge and just ate whatever she could.
Ginny beamed at her and started to get up before she stopped and narrowed her eyes at Amanda. "Why?"
