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    Studies weren’t going well. They never seemed to. After all, I’d already barely passed three years of Hogwarts’ school and the administration was starting to get fidgety about me. They never called it out, but I could just tell. Every time they mentioned a lowering grade or a temptation to copy their eyes seemed to gravitate toward me. It was just so that I was called to speak with my History of Magic Professor Warrington just this afternoon.
    Also that I had an appointment with a Slytherin to study.
    We’d been meeting in secret for almost a month now. Every Tuesday and every Friday. Depending on the schedule, some were shared with the multi-colored horizon and some were late in the depths of the stars. Her name: (Y/n).
    Honestly, she was beautiful. With (color) hair constantly beckoning me into her presence and an ever-glowing (color) iris always sharing a mix of joy and mischief. With many more thoughts in mind, I tripped on nothing. A few laughs immersed around me, but I continued on my way, exerting an extra hop in my step simply to put them to shame.
    Today was Friday. Today was beautiful. Today the sun shone like a disco ball, the clouds deciding which places were to be allowed the warmth of the ball of fury. Today the sun ticked along like a pendulum, driving me to insanity as the day went on longer, and longer, and longer.
    Then it was there. No warning. No prologue, just shoved in my face like a sun’s ray on a slept-in Saturday morning. She was there, illuminated in warmth and shimmering in the heavenly light. It just so seemed that she decided to stand directly beneath the cloud’s grace of glow. She greeted me with a happiness I’d only just begun to experience myself. She had been looking forward to it too.
    Offering me a hug, she jumped to the chase. She’d brought food. We were staying overnight outside to come inside the gates when they opened in the morning. She asked me if I was okay with it.
  Silly Slytherins. Silly adventurous hooligan. How could I ever say no?