The Halloween feast, a holiday Oynix had grown up as a child loving, had come and gone. With the news of the Tri Wizard Tournament. The champions had been chosen, one from each school and as a shocking turn of events Harry Potter had somehow gotten into the tournament.
Oynix hadn't even seen that one coming. The weather was turning colder, fall was upon us. Winter was very soon to follow.
The first challenge in the Tournament had come and gone. The young champions had all fought hard, each one of them gaining an egg as their trophy and a clue to their next task.
At least twice a week, Oynix would find herself alone with Mr. Weasley. Whether it be in her class room, or in the Astronomy tower after the evening class she held. He would always stay to offer his help on cleaning up. She even showed him how to move the tower top after a small meteor shower.
Dumbledore had advised her to keep anything that would happen, a secret. He was not one to step in the way of fate. Trusting her visions, he could not keep the two of them apart if and when anything would happen. He warned her to maintain a strict teacher student relationship, on a very mature level. No kissing in the hallways or holding hands.
"But what happens behind closed doors is none of my business." Smiling at the memory of the conversation, she stood to refill her tea. Already in her apartment for the evening, it was early about 930 she would guess. But she just felt so tired, her bed had called to her all day. Her papers were all graded, everything was already set up for her Monday morning class. She had also offered an optional astronomy learning class for Saturday night. The next evening, there were no meteor showers, but a few constellations would be visible and whichever student could find the ones that would match the picture she had for them all would get extra credit and house points.
Even with the chill in the air of the cold stone castle, she felt warm. It could have been the fire she had going, but still she donned her sleep shorts and t shirt. If she got cold her thick blanket would keep her warm, and she could sleep in some tomorrow. The trip to Hogsmete was tomorrow but she may not go until later in the day.
Crawling into her comphy queen size bed, she dimmed her lights she had floating around the room to nothing, only the moon light shown in.
A creeking noise woke her with a start. Grabbing her wand, aimed high she made her way to her classroom. Forgetting that she may not need the wand, she knew nothing dangerous was in the castle, but you could never be too sure.
Grabbing the door, she opened it slowly to peek out. There standing in front of her door, was a tall red head young man.
"What on earth are you doing here!?" Lowering her wand, she moved aside so he could come in the room.
"I wanted to say goodnight, and to make sure you were okay. You seemed off all day." Closing the door he followed her into her room.
"I have been craving my bed all day. My energy is drained I just want some sleep." Climbing in, she pulled the covers up to her ready to close her eyes.
"Okay then, love. Get some sleep." Leaning down he gently kissed her forehead, as far as they have gone. She feels that he thinks they are only friends; she has yet to tell him of her vision. The same one she continues to have, the one where she is injured and ends up at his home.
Feeling herself falling into the wonderful world of sleep, she hadn't realized she mumbled, "stay."
So he did. He climbed in the bed with her, and fell asleep himself.
"I haven't seen her in months; I am not going to let her out of my sight. I am staying." I felt protected, I felt safe with this person. Who is this?
"Oh, fine Fred. Just try to keep her still."
Fully aware of what was going on, she felt her bones being mended. Her burns being cooled, her cuts healing and her bruises being soothed.
"I've done all I can, but I'm afraid her burns may leave a scar." The motherly voice spoke to her.
"I don't care if she is scarred up; she's still beautiful to me."
"Come on, move her up stairs. Let the poor dear rest. No telling how she got away from them or what she's been through." Being lifted in the warm arms again, she felt as if she was floating.
"Just use magic to move her."
"No I prefer to carry her; I want to keep an eye on her."
"Oh, my boy is in love. Okay then just take her to your old room."
Waking with a jolt, she pushed the arms that were holding her. Fear that something was wrong, someone was in her bed or she had been kidnapped. She was scared; she didn't know where her wand was.
"Hey, hey easy. Oynix it's just me. Open your eyes." Hearing a soothing voice, she opened. It was just him, in her bed. What was he in her bed? Oh ya she remembered.
"I'm sorry, dream woke me. I didn't think you heard me ask you to stay."
"How could I pass up the offer." Smirking to her, he leaned up on his elbow. "So what was the dream about?"
She had never told him about her vision, she was afraid that it could lead to his death. She had not seen that, and she was happy. But any path in life could either be bad or good, this one she was afraid to see what it would be.
"Well, I guess I can tell you." Sitting up, she grabbed her wand to add to the fire. The room had a good chill in the air.
"When I had my first vision in front of you, a while ago, I told you I would tell you. So I guess now is as good as any."
Both of them were now sitting up, heavy blankets wrapping their waist, both now had a throw wrapped over their shoulders. She was still in her t shirt, he was not.
"My vision was of you. I showed up at what I can assum is your home. Your mother, I assum was there. I was injured, where I was or what happened I do not know. All I know is that you seemed protective of me. Your mother tried to get you to move but you refused to leave my side."
"Well, you are a seeier. Maybe it was the future."
"It was, the dream I just had was a vision of sorts. Your mother told you to take me to your old room so I could rest. She had no clue how I had escaped or what I had been through. All I know is that I believe I was held captive, I was burned, cut, cursed had a few broken bones. But I felt safe with you."
Looking up, his eyes met hers. He had been watching her the whole time. Not saying a word, he moved over and softly kissed her lips. Maybe he didn't think of them as friends. After a few moments they moved apart.
"I thought I was going crazy, what you described to me, I have had in dreams myself. My first one was the night after your first one." Holding her hand, he softly ran his fingers over her skin.
"Dumbledore knows, I have told him of my visions. As per my contract to work here, I have to inform him of all my visions."
"So he knows you have dreams about a student?" Laughing he asked her.
"Yes, he does. But has also told me, um." Afraid to say anything, she had never dated anyone. Just one guy while in school.
"Um, he told you 'um'."
"He told me, what happens behind closed doors, is none of his business." Blushing, she kept her head down some, embarrassed.
"He did. Well then." Moving to her, he kissed her. With more of what he had. Gently pushing her back, so he was hovering over her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she felt his hands on her thighs. Softly stroking her skin.
She no longer felt a chill in the air, it felt rather warm now. Of course it wasn't from the fire. They kept the room pretty warm for the next hour or so with their middle of the night make out session. If whatever they had was to go any further she would have to sit down and talk with him the stipulations Dumbledore had given her. But not now, maybe later.
Curled up next to him, his arm around her shoulder. Both out of breath, they fell back asleep.
Into a dreamless sleep.