As Anastasia followed Harry outside she couldn't help but feel like this was exactly what she had been wanting since she had met him. As they walked across the grounds towards the lake Anastasia felt strangely safe with Harry, a feeling that she had never had during all her time with Bret. The two of them walked silently across the grounds, occasionally stealing glances at the other.
When the two of them walked back into the common room and hour latter both couldn't help but laugh. Ron and Hermione had both fallen asleep and were snoring slightly. After much work Anastasia and Harry finally managed to wake them both up.
"So, Anastasia, how was your walk?" Hermione asked as the two girls climbed the stairs to their dormitory.
"Oh fine." Anastasia replied blushing slightly.
"Right, I'm sure it was 'fine." Hermione said eyeing her friend. "Spill."
"There's nothing to spill."
"Oh please Anastasia! Something happened it's written all over your face!" Hermione exclaimed. "Tell me!"
"I don't kiss and tell Hermione." Anastasia replied grinning.
"Oh my God! You did, seriously!"
"Maybe, maybe not." Anastasia said winking.
"Anastasia Black, did you kiss Harry?!"
"Yes!" Anastasia squealed.
"Well . . ." Hermione pressed.
"Well what?" Anastasia replied smiling innocently.
"You know exactly what I mean."
"It was fun, if that's what you wanted to know."
"So, what, are you to going out now or what?" Hermione questioned as the girls climbed into bed.
"I'm not sure; we never really talked about it."
"Do you want to go out with him?"
"I think so." Anastasia said smiling. "But now I'm going to bed Hermione. I'll tell you everything in the morning." As she turned over on her side Anastasia smiled to herself, this was going to be a great year.
When she awoke the next morning Anastasia was surprised to find that Hermione had already gotten up and wasn't in the dormitory. Anastasia changed quickly and made her way down to the common room. Both to her shock and dismay she found Hermione waiting for her.
"Morning!" Hermione greeted.
"Hey there, where are Harry and Ron?" Anastasia questioned.
"Harry went down earlier this morning, something about Quidditch. Wanna go get breakfast?"
"Sure lets go."
As the two girls made their way down to the Great Hall they were suddenly interrupted by none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Anastasia, a word please?" Draco asked eyeing the two girls.
"Why?" Hermione asked indignantly.
"None of your damn business Granger; Anastasia, please, a word."
"Alright then Malfoy, I'll meet you down stair Hermione." Anastasia said flashing a reassuring smile at her friend. "What do you want Malfoy?" Anastasia asked as she followed him into a small classroom.
"Not much."
"Then let's get this annoying meeting over with." Anastasia retorted.
"Just had a bit of information you'd like to know my dear." Draco began. "We're cousins."
"Oh shut it Malfoy."
"Don't think I'm exactly happy about it. My father thought you should know. So there I did my goodwill act for then day." He said stalking off out of the classroom.
Pulling herself together, Anastasia tried to convince herself that it didn't matter if she and Malfoy were related; however a nagging voice in the back of her head seemed to think otherwise.
As she sat down next to Hermione at the Gryffindor table Anastasia noticed three letters sitting at her place.
"Hermione, where did these come from?" Anastasia questioned.
"Oh, Letty brought them. Open them."
"Alright, alright." Anastasia said as she smiled at her best friend as she picked up the first letter. As soon as she saw the handwriting Anastasia knew it wasn't good. It was from Bret. Anastasia placed the letter between herself and Hermione so they could both read it.
Dear Anastasia,
You couldn't possibly have meant a word of that letter. Don't worry I forgive you. I have contacted your aunt and uncle, the assured me that all this was a big misunderstanding. Please write.
All my love,
Bret
Anastasia crumbled the letter and stuffed it in her bad and turned to the next one, it was from her uncle.
Dearest Anna
I received quite a disturbing owl from Bret last night, he seems to think you want to break things off with him. I assured him you wanted no such thing, as you know my dear certain 'promises' have been made. Please write Bret and clear this all up. Your aunt sends her love.
Love
Brian
Following the pattern Anastasia likewise crumbled and stuffed the letter into her bag, picking up the third she hoped this one would not be as distressing. It was from Sirius.
Dear Anastasia,
Yes, I received a letter from Dumbledore, and after everything he told me that you told him I am indeed worried. I heard about the situation with Bret, Blondie please tell Dumbledore if things get out of hand with him and Brain and Cecile. I wish I was there to help you. Just know that you can always send me an owl. Remus and I are doing well. Glad to hear you, Ron, Hermione, and Harry are getting along. I miss you also, can't wait to see you over the holidays.
Love
Sirius
Seconds latter Harry slide into the seat next to her; as he did, under the table he took her hand and held it.
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