Cassandra and Fred:
Cassandra Malfoy sighed as she was confronted by yet another WWW sales person. "For the last time, I don't want to buy that rubbish!" She said rather loudly to the small blonde boy holding up a large blue box full of Canary Crèmes, and continued to scribble down the ingredients she still needed for potions. "But ma'am I'm not asking if you want to buy it, I'm just giving it to you." he said pointedly "Don't shoot the messenger!" and he placed the large box on an empty corner of the desk.
"Who sent it?" she inquired. "I donno ma'am. I was just told to give it to the blonde witch in the corner… which I assume is you…" he said shuffling his feet and glancing around Hogwarts' empty library. Cassandra smirked, said a quick thanks, and shooed the messenger boy away with a wave of her pale hand. She went back to her list but soon the blue box was pushing its way to the front of her thoughts.
Who would it be from? Maybe it's another prank from Draco. He really needs to let the fact that I'm father's favorite go. Seriously I would give my arm to have mum fuss over me the way she does to him! Suddenly another question jumped at her. But why would Draco send me something from those redheaded blokes? Gosh the look on his face every time they would pass him in the corridors! She smiled to herself and ran her hand over the gag shop's large emblem. The large blue bow wrinkled softly under her touch and unknotted easily. Just as she was about to pull back the delicate blue paper, she noticed a note taped to the box on the far side. She instantly recognized the precise handwriting that read:
Hope you're not studying too hard! If you're not busy tonight
maybe you can meet up with Gin and I in the Library
for a study secession this evening. Best Wishes
Hermione
PS; more information inside. And if you're NOT Cassy get your
grubby hands off her box or they'll be covered in boils
before you know it!
Cassandra chuckled at the extremes her friends went to in order to keep their meetings secret, as if they were doing something important! In all honesty they were just studying and swapping notes. In order to keep their minds off of the fact that the end of the year was not far ahead, and that the dark lord was once again gaining power they occasionally fantasized about life after the war but, for the most part it was just studying. Cassandra's gaze shifted back to the box as she pulled out her wand, tapped the box twice and whispered 'Viktor Krum'.
(The password chosen by Hermione, mostly because of the fact that when Ron or Noah hear her talking about Krum they generally storm out of the room dragging both Harrys along behind.) The charm had worked and she easily peeled back the brilliantly blue paper without releasing the Bubotuber pus. She steered clear of the Canary Crèmes and rather picked up the folded letter smothered by Ginny's curly handwriting.
Dear Cassy,
Hope you haven't exploded yet with all the things we have to know for the upcoming owls. Having a break will do us all some good. Meet me and Hermione just inside the library doors once you have your dinner. Once you arrive we'll head up to the seventh floor. It'll just be the three of us today as Pavati is spending the night in the hospital wing. I heard that she knocked over some curry powder when she was setting up one of Fred & Georges' Blaze Boxes and got some bad burns to her face. Anyway, bring your potions notes, I really need help! Oh and maybe you can bring your drawing pad and show me those new sketches you were talking about.
Best Wishes,
Ginny Weasley
Cassy worked diligently for the next hour taking notes, studying, and daydreaming (mostly that last one.) Cassandra had hurried to finish a planetary chart for astronomy, along with prof. Trelawney's Celestial Tracking Chart and an extra credit assignment for Professor Snape. She breathed in deeply and shut Judging Jupiter; A Guide to the Deepest Seer's Jupiter Predictions,just as Pansy Parkinson, her satin bow the color of emeralds bobbing, practically ran up to the large table. "Oh. My. Gosh. You'll never guess who Draco just asked out!" she said, her voice barely a whisper.
"Bailey?" Cassandra guessed.
"No, not even close!" Pansy said rolling her eyes and attracting the attention of a nearby librarian.
"hmm…tell me." Cassandra said distractedly as papers zoomed across the table to sort themselves and swoop into her bag.
"Me!" Pansy exclaimed, spreading out her arms as if she was the only possible answer.
101 Tainted Foods fell to the desk with a loud 'thunk' as Cassy stared open mouthed at Pansy who continued talking as if she hadn't noticed Cassy's shock.
"Anyway, no biggie! But and Daphne and I are going to throw a party in the girl's tower tonight, so like can you help us set up, or like something?" Pansy asked, trying to hide her excitement.
"Of Course!" Cassy instantly replied, only realizing what she had done when Pansy continued.
"Let's meet at in the common room right after dessert. Could you bring some ribbon, perhaps to string through the rafters…" Pansy said as she drifted off into thought. "Oh the look in his eyes, Oh those big grey eyes. Oh…" She said dreamily as a Draco's face swam before her.
"Err…..yeah, um I'll bring the ribbon, but don't wait for me if I'm not at dinner. Just…Just head to the common room, I'll meet you there." said Cassy getting dizzy just watching Pansy twirl around.
"Are you sure? you sound reluctant." Pansy asked snapping back to reality as quickly as she had gone.
"Yeah…yeah, see you later. I um have some business to attend to." Cassy rushed. Hopefully, maybe she can brew it in time, but she'll need help. Lots of help, from someone who, lets just say isn't exactly on good terms with Cassandra, or any of the Malfoys really. Cassy shoved her bag back onto her shoulder and hurried down the sloped passages ways, deeper and deeper until the walls were almost completely covered in moss. She carefully craned her head around the door frame into the silent classroom. "Hello? Professor Snape?" she called. "Don't just stand there. Quickly Miss Malfoy." Snape called from the corner of the room. "Quickly."
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