Chapter 2
I woke up early the next morning, despite not sleeping until late the last night trying to be as prepared as I could for my classes. It was a dreary Friday morning, and the rain still hadn't completely cleared from the previous day. I yawned and stretched my arms, then forced myself to move my legs out of bed. I glanced over and noticed that Willow had already begun getting dressed. She looked back with tired eyes and greeted me.
"Morning. Sleep well?"
I sighed
"Yeah, I guess."
After getting completely ready, Willow and I started walking together. We traversed the moving staircase down to the Great Hall, where breakfast was being served. At the Slytherin table, we opted for bowls of our favorite cereals, mine with banana pieces thrown into the mix. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Draco walk through the doorway. He saw us sitting here and came over to sit across from me. He gave me a friendly look.
"So, you know how the Hogsmeade trip is next weekend?" Shit. I completely forgot about our beginning of the year-field trip to Hogsmeade. I would need to send my permission slip home to get signed if I wanted to go. I played it off as if I already knew I was going for certain, though.
"Oh, oh yeah! I'm pretty excited." I chuckled and grinned at him.
"Well, I heard," he started, eyes toward the table and blushing slightly, "that the Weird Sisters would be playing there, one night only, and... I thought maybe you'd like to see them, if I could get us tickets..."
Oh my God. I was practically screaming internally. I absolutely adored the Weird Sisters; their music was my whole life.
"YES," I shouted, before lowering my voice when realizing how many people stared over at me due to my loudness, "I mean, yeah, I'd love to. Thank you so much!" He looked up and smiled.
"No problem. I hope you'll have lots of fun. I'm gonna go; I have some early classes. I'll see you later."
"Alright, see you later, Draco." I was overjoyed. I'd never been to a concert before. Just then, a lightbulb seemed to turn on in Willow's head, and she practically snapped her neck turning toward me.
"NO WAY! YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON HIM, DON'T YOU?" My cheeks became as red as firetrucks.
"Shut up, dude! Of course not!"
"Mmmhhmmmmmm," she let out with a smirk, "I'm sure, hun."
"Fuck off, Willow." I said as I pushed her jokingly.
A Weird Sisters show with Draco, huh? Perhaps this year wouldn't be quite as awful as I expected.
