Hello, everyone! I'm extremely sorry for not updating in a while. I'm going to be posting short chapters instead of long ones, that way I can update more often. I will be updating more often and now I have more time to work on this because it's Christmas (or Winter) break. Thank you for your time 3

I stared up at the ceiling. It wasn't very interesting; only stones.

It was six in the morning. I always got up this early and today was no exception. I never really tried to wake up at this time, per se, but my internal alarm clock wouldn't shut off.

The bed I was laying in was silk and soft, exactly the kind that I found uncomfortable. It was too fancy. I didn't like special treatment. The sheets were thick and scarlet with gold embroidery. Once again, I hated it.

My mind was on other matters, though.

My wish on the shooting star might have actually worked! I did feel more comfortable around him, but there was still a little nervosity present. Along with feeling comfortable with him, I also had the urge to tell him about my past. Was I really going to tell him it?

Something made me want to last night. That's why I said I was going to tell him.

But…I had never told anyone before. It was going to be difficult. Maybe I wouldn't tell him.

But he was my soul mate. He'd have to know. Besides, if he knew, then he would be able to understand me better. Yes, I wanted to grow closer to him. He seemed really nice. But I didn't want to date him. I just didn't feel ready.

I was thinking too much about myself. What did he think about it? I'd have to ask him. It must be hard on him, too.

The curtains around my bed were suddenly yanked open. I startled and fell off the left side of my bed.

"Oops!" Audrey giggled before lying on the bed and trying to help me up. "Are you alright?" I blushed and nodded, straightening my over-large t-shirt, and perched myself on the bed nervously.

"I'm so glad that school doesn't start today. If it did, no one would be able to talk all night."

It was true; the girls of the Sixth year had chattered for hours on end about boys, gossip, and other miscellaneous things. It was loud, but the silencing charms that were cast by Marlene prevented the noise from escaping.

"It was fun last night. I think I'm still on a sugar rush from all the chocolate. Yum-yum chocolate… Did you know that chocolate is actually good for your health? But the darker, the better. I hate the dark kind, though. It's gross and bitter."

"I think that dark chocolate is good." The sentence was easier to say than I had initially thought it would be. Audrey's face became twisted with mock disgust.

"I can't believe you." Then she shook her head and gave a sympathetic expression. She rested her hand on my shoulder like AmberWolf had, but the twisty feeling in my stomach wasn't present. "We can help you sort out what foods are better. The first thing we'll do is change your mind about the dark chocolate!" I grinned. It was super easy to talk around Audrey. She could pry a response out of me like her words were crowbars. But it didn't hurt. It felt…good to know that someone cared enough about you. I hadn't felt like that in a long time.

"You smiled!" she shrieked excitedly. I blushed and looked down, the grin disappearing. "No, no! Don't stop! Please! Smile again!" I stared at her head on and gave a big and creepy smile. Her face paled and she scrambled off the bed.

"Oh, my Godric. You looked just like a clown." I giggled and covered my mouth with my right hand. It was a habit.

She pretend-pouted and crossed her arms over her chest, giving off a baby-ish air. "You mean ta me," she whined and stomped her foot. I roll my eyes bemusedly and gave her a small quirk of the lips before rising from my bed and pulling back the curtains all the way. Everything was black, but I located my chest, collected what I needed, and entered the bathroom to get ready.

The bathroom was fairly big. The four sinks were all connected and had countertops made of one huge slab of scarlet marble that bore occasional gold flecks.

No wonder the rivalry was so bad. This school took team spirit to an extreme level. The attitude of the occupants, the décor, and many other contributors all guided you along a path of I'm-better-than-you-s.

I adored some flashy styles, but it'd attract too much attention to wear them, so I stuck with plain clothes. I shoved on a long-sleeved black shirt and black skinny jeans like I had on yesterday, but I added a short trench coat, this time. That was a risk. My insides twisted at the thought of people seeing me in it. I tore the coat off and threw it onto the floor to deal with later.

Next, I did my makeup. All I really had to do was wash my face and draw the black eyeliner on. Nothing too special, really.

I grabbed the trench coat and exited the bathroom. Apparently, when I was gone, Audrey had awoken the other Gryffindor girls. They were all yawning, rubbing their eyes, and gathering the supplies for getting ready.

The girls living in my dormitory were the girls in the compartment the night before. When I had sat on top of my bed, listening to their late conversation, I'd picked out their personalities.

Audrey was bubbly and emotional, which I had never expected from a vampire, but I guess I shouldn't believe stereotypes. She looked on the bright side of everything.

Lily was kind of the leader. She was determined, confident, and graceful. I had a feeling that she would be dangerous if you got on her bad side, though.

Alice was kind and lovable, the perfect sweetheart. She never seemed to cuss or look for revenge.

Marlene was calm and collected, but she had a dry sense of humor. Sometimes, it was so dry that you didn't even realize that it was a joke until after the subject was changed.

I slipped out the dormitory door and slunk downstairs, avoiding everyone's eye. A hand on my arm startled me and I jumped away from the direction where the extremity was coming from.

It was AmberWolf.

His eyes glimmered in amusement as he slung the same arm over my shoulders. I tensed and glared at him sternly.

The wish definitely worked; I would've never had the guts to get angry before.

"You want to go and get lunch?" he asked, steering me to the door.

I shrugged.

"Or do you want to tell me what you wanted to tell me last night?"

I weighed my options.

I had to tell him eventually. Would it be better to tell him before or after breakfast? If it was before, we might be late. If it was after, I might puke from stress (I couldn't handle food and stress at the same time). I didn't like puking all that much.

"Would we miss breakfast if we talked beforehand?" I asked.

"Nah. And even if we did, I know where we can get some food."

I grinned. "Okay."

"I know the perfect place where we can talk." He steered me across the common room (a few people glanced curiously at us, but that was to be expected) and through the portrait, into the hallway.

We walked down the stone corridors that were lit by bright torches. There were many other halls that you could get lost in, but AmberWolf seemed to know exactly where to go. Eventually, we stopped at a blank wall framed by a tapestry of ballerina trolls and yet another torch.

All of a sudden, dust started falling out from the middle of it.

"Um…" I muttered, slowly moving away from it (AmberWolf's arm fell as I did). The hole was growing bigger and bigger, but AmberWolf wasn't fazed. Could he even see it? Maybe I was just hallucinating. Was I turning crazy, then? I'd have to go to the nut house and then the evil doctors would torture and kill me. And no one would-

AmberWolf tugged me into a door that had grown from the hole in the wall. I think I might've zoned out for a bit, because it wasn't there a moment ago.

The room inside was perfect.

The walls were silver with thin black stripes. The low ceiling was painted like the night sky and the stars scattered throughout it were glowing with enough light so you could see where you were going. A gray fireplace stood directly to my left, surrounded by fluffy purple and black chairs and a couch that looked well-loved, but not ragged. To my right were bookcases, filled with numerous types of books. Beside the many shelves at the end of the room was a desk and chair.

I loved it so much.

A gentle pressure on my chin shut it. My mouth had apparently hung open.

"I take it you like it?" he asked with a small half-smirk half-smile.

"I love it." I quickly broke away from his grasp and ran over to the couch. I had to test the comfortable-ness, so I fell on it.

I sighed.

Comfy…

A squeak from my right signaled that AmberWolf had sat down next to me.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?"

I sobered and straightened my posture, looking him straight in the eye.

Yeah, not a very good cliffhanger, but I don't like cliffhangers, anyways. But PLEASE tell me what I can fix! I'm in love with constructive criticism! PLEASE!

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