- Day 59 of 366 Days of Writing Challenge: Victory
- The Emotion Challenge: Enthusiastic
- Hogwarts Funfair/Tombola: (plot point) Passing Notes
Pairings/Characters: Andromeda, Rabastan
Word Count: 437
Victory
You remind me of a former love that I once knew and you carry a little piece with you
Andromeda tried to drown out Slughorn's dull tones during her fifth period Potions lesson. She did like the subject, but she just hadn't been enjoying it as much since Slughorn had moved her away from Ted Tonks. Now, her Hufflepuff friend was sitting across the room from her at a different desk, all because Professor Slughorn deemed that the pair chatted too much for his liking.
Andromeda glowered at Slughorn. Everyone in the class chatted during practical sessions, so she knew that it wasn't just to do with that. She had a suspicious feeling that her father, who was good friends with Slughorn, might have had something to do with it. Now she was sitting next to someone who she knew for a fact was deemed an appropriate match for her.
Rabastan Lestrange kept bumping her arm as he scribbled enthusiastically beside her. She pulled her elbows in, sighing irritably—and then suddenly he had slipped a small note in front of her. She glanced at his face, but he was looking stoically forwards, acting like he hadn't just done anything. She rolled her eyes and grabbed the note. "Can I accompany you to Slughorn's Christmas Party?"
Andromeda groaned inwardly. Of course she had been invited to that damn party—every other member of her family was always invited. She had automatically assumed that Rabastan would have been invited along too, as his brother had attended in previous years. But apparently, Rabastan was only a shadow of Rodolphus. She dipped her quill into her in and wrote back a single word. "Why?"
The note came back almost instantly. "My parents are big fans of his work, and they would not be happy if I wasn't invited to his parties."
"Are you sure this has nothing to do with the fact that our parents wish us to be married?" Andromeda wrote back. As Rabastan read the note, his lip curled and he shot her a look of contempt.
"Of course not," he hissed. Slughorn glanced over in their direction, but he made no comment.
"Fine," she said, crumpling the note up in her fist. "You can come with me." It wasn't like she would be able to attend with Ted, anyway. Her younger sister and cousins would all be present at the party, and she didn't want word getting back to her family that she had romantic feelings for a Muggleborn.
Rabastan shot her a small, victorious smirk, and she rolled her eyes again, turning her attention back to Slughorn.
