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Chapter 5: When Eyes Meet

"So, how is the tutoring going?" Gwen asked. It was breakfast time on the second of November. Just two nights before they had all been dressed up for the annual Halloween party. Halloween was the night for fear and fun alike, where you could dress up and pretend to be whoever, or whatever, you wished to be. The four of them, Wynter, Gwen, Thyra and Ian, had gone as a group. It seemed, though, that Gwen and Ian wanted to be by themselves, without Wynter and Thyra, as they got up and danced in their elaborate fairy and dwarf costumes. Wynter and Gwen had both gone as fairies, Wynter as a dark snow fairy because of her love for the cold season, and Gwen as a red and yellow fire fairy.

Every time Gwen and Ian got up to dance, Thyra and Wynter were left alone. This caused Wynter to become rather awkward. Thyra seemed alright with it and would attempt conversations. Sometimes he would bring up things like class of something mundane like that. Wynter would always answer half-heartedly, but politely. He seemed to be running out of ice-breaker questions, trying his hardest not to be a bore. After almost two months of hanging out, you would think things between them would be more relaxed and that they would be able to carry on a comfortable conversation. It seemed that is would stay this way forever, and that Thyra would never run out of mindless comments or questions that only required a one word answer.

"So... What do you think of the weather? Oh, right... I already asked you about the weather," he muttered, and twisted his lips as he thought of something else to ask. She had to hand it to him for his persistence and his endless stream of questions that helped to avoid a large gap between speaking that would undoubtedly end in an awkward silence. "So, Wynter... Is that your real name? Okay, um, then is it your full name? Right, other than your last name.. Alright, so how did you get a name like that? It's very..unique." Wynter slightly stiffened at the question and waited for Thyra to stop talking before giving her response. At least it did not require an answer of only one word.

"Well...My parents must have liked the winter season, I imagine. Probably they thought it was a good name because of my hair, or something like that," she said, trying to imagine the different reasons why her parents might have given her such an odd name. Wynter lifted her black eyes to see Thyra's uncommonly coloured purple eyes looking right back at her. His lips curved into a smile as he ran his hand through his black hair and nodded.

"Anyway, I've been meaning to bring this up...but Gwen told me about what happened that day with Roan," he said. Wynter looked up at him, a bit confused.

"What do you mean?" she asked, her eyes searching his in hopes of finding an answer.

"That day that I got in a fight with Roan during flying class; Gwen told me that you used some of you magic to heal me…"

Wynter looking at him rather startled and looked down quickly, "Oh...That..."

"I just wanted to thank you for it," he said with a smile. She had known then at that moment that Thyra rarely smiled at anyone. It had been at the time that Wynter realized that there was more to Vandathyra Forgehorn than conversations about the weather.

"Oh, sorry Gwen. I got a little caught up in my thoughts," Wynter finally said after Gwen had sat there asking her the same question a few times over before deciding to just give her a good flick on the arm.

"Alright then," Gwen said with a laugh. "Sorry about the flick. So, tutoring?"

"Right. It's going fine, I guess. Slughorn tells me that I have been improving, so it's helping at least. What about you History of Magic essay? Have you finished it yet?"

"Actually, I finished it last night while you were at your tutoring session. Ian helped me with it. Let me guess, you haven't started it yet, have ya?"

"Well no… I don't have Mr. Highestmarkintheclass helping me," Wynter retorted as she stuck out her tongue at her friend.

Gwen and Wynter sat and talked while they ate their breakfast. It lasted for about five minutes before Thyra and Ian came. They sat in the empty seats across from the two girls. They piled up their plates with food, but were not eating in their usual manner. They ate slowly and picked at their food and every now and then one would look up anxiously.

"What is it that has you two acting so weird?" Gwen asked, a hint of curiosity and annoyance in her voice.

Thyra and Ian looked at each other and put down their forks to lean in. Thyra started using a low voice, "Supposedly there is going to be a pretty big party for Valentine's Day and-"

"How do you know for sure? Valentine's Day is months from now!" Gwen cut in.

"We're just telling you what we heard," Ian said calmly, Thyra nodded in agreement.

"Anyway, it's supposed to be the biggest party of the year," Thyra said, finishing off what he had started to say before being interrupted by his twin sister.

"Is it going to be at the school?" Wynter asked skeptically. She began wondering when guys had become such gossip queens.

"No, it's not… I'm not sure where it's going to be, to tell you the truth," Thyra murmured, losing enthusiasm.

"Then who is throwing the party?" Gwen took advantage of the silence. Ian turned around and searched the faces of the other students that were eating breakfast.

"The guy isn't here right now, but-"

Thyra cut off Ian as a group of Ravenclaw students walked by, led by a boy with hair that was a silver colour like Wynter's, but darker. Thyra leaned in again and told the girls that he was the one throwing the party. The boy looked over and locked eyes with Wynter. Her breath was locked in her lungs and her heart seemed to have stopped as his silvery eyes looked over at her, and a smile crept across his face. Time sped up again as the boy turned back to his friends.

Wynter turned to Ian and Thyra and asked, "Who is he?"

"His name is Dwight Candun. He is a third year Ravenclaw and is pretty popular. The ladies find him irresistible and the guys know what kind of connections he has, as well as the respect they give him for being an amazing Quidditch player," Ian explained.

"I wonder how he does it…" Thyra said, eying Wynter suspiciously and then turning back to his food.

Wynter also went back to eating. When she was finished she check the time. Knowing that her teacher expected everyone to be early, she excused herself from the table and made her way to her dormitory to get her books and to brush her teeth before continuing on to her first class of the day.

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