Part 15
…Seven.
Star's jaw went slack. It was so serendipidous, she felt like laughing—except that…well—it wasn't funny. She barely took in what was going on around her; the girls were all buzzing to see who had seven. A girl she didn't know happened to glance at Star's scrap of parchment, and let out a gasp.
"Look, look! She's got seven! See? This girl has seven!" the girl squealed.
Star felt a dozen manicured hands press into the small of her back, pushing her to the front of the crowd.
Draco heard a gasp from the back of the crowd of girls, followed by a small commotion. The crowd churned, and, like a wave, it rolled from the back to the front, where it spit out a small form, her face so red, Draco could almost feel the heat radiating from her.
The girl raised her head.
It was Star.
Draco's eyes widened, and his face went as red as hers. He gave Star a weak, embarassed sort of smile, followed her into the pitch-black closet, and closed the door behind them.
…Seven.
Star's jaw went slack. It was so serendipidous, she felt like laughing—except that…well—it wasn't funny. She barely took in what was going on around her; the girls were all buzzing to see who had seven. A girl she didn't know happened to glance at Star's scrap of parchment, and let out a gasp.
"Look, look! She's got seven! See? This girl has seven!" the girl squealed.
Star felt a dozen manicured hands press into the small of her back, pushing her to the front of the crowd.
Draco heard a gasp from the back of the crowd of girls, followed by a small commotion. The crowd churned, and, like a wave, it rolled from the back to the front, where it spit out a small form, her face so red, Draco could almost feel the heat radiating from her.
The girl raised her head.
It was Star.
Draco's eyes widened, and his face went as red as hers. He gave Star a weak, embarassed sort of smile, followed her into the pitch-black closet, and closed the door behind them.