The next day, I was all smiles when I woke up. I managed to get our of bed easily and without causing any bodily harm, I slid easily into my uniform, grabbed my Mary Jane heels which had been neglected, and tousled my hair with a wind spell I used to dry my hair. I was all smiles, until I looked into the mirror, standing next to Josephine as she teased her hair to achieve maximum volume.
"Is big hair still in?" I asked, pulling at my shirt so I wouldn't have to see my figure through it.
"Hmm, somewhat. But I just like the way it looks on me, it looks more mature. Your hair looks pretty today, kinda beachy and wavy. Did something happen with Draco yesterday? Anything to do with that enormous hickey on your neck?" she said with a wink as I blushed.
"possibly." I said, smiling walking over to my bed and straitening out the sheets and adjusting it. Now that I had matured, I was tidier, a concept my room mates had yet to understand.
"Ah, well I won't pry, until later when we aren't about to be late for breakfast." She tossed her comb on the bed, and missed. While instead successfully hitting my grumpy and strangely intelligent cat who hissed and jumped back to my bed, eyeing Josephine hatefully.
"Its ok, I'm gonna skip breakfast today, I need to put some finishing touches on my essay." I said meekly, not looking at her and facing my bed. I could picture the confused look on her face, and could practically hear her tilt her head to the side in confusion.
"Alright, I guess. Well I will see you later, and remember you have some explaining to do!" she yelled with a laugh as she grabbed her bag and ran out the room, I could hear her loud footsteps echoing as she ran down the stairs.
I sighed, and sat down on my bed, gently petting Celeste, and remembering the look Draco had when he was staring at me trying to fix my shirt. It was a look of revulsion, at first I thought it was concern, but I knew better. With all the time spent away from me he probably saw many other girls, girls who weren't deathly pale, girls who weren't annoyingly top heavy and disproportionate, girls who didn't have a few pounds to lose.
I sighed loudly and grabbed my bag, then took my time going down the stairs. I saw harry buttoning up his shirt as he came down the stairs from the boys dormitory.
"Hi Harry, running late as usual I see." I said smiling softly, things were ok between us, but I wasn't sure if he actually trusted me at all.
"What? Oh hey Rose, and you're running late to so you can't judge." He said, smiling triumphantly.
I rolled my eyes and waited for him on the other side of the portrait.
"What class do you have now?" he asked while running a hand through his hair, a thing he did whenever he was nervous.
"Advanced Charms." I said, looking over at his alarmed face.
"I heard that was insanely difficult, and no offense, but I had to practically write your essay for the use of shrinking spells in everyday life that one time" he had a cute blush on his face and I laughed, remembering that day well.
"Sorry about that harry, but I was just lazy and hoping somebody would do it for me. Which you sorta did."
His face got redder and he looked at the ground. We reached my door and I hugged him goodbye, as he waved.
I walked into the class, being one of the first few, and sat down next to Andrea, a seventh year Hufflepuff who knew all the gossip. She was a pretty girl, tall with curly black hair and big blue eyes. She had a beauty mark right under her lip on the right, which she used to try and hide with concealer.
"Good morning Andrea." I said softly, so I wouldn't scare her. She was reading, and when she read she would get so involved that she would jump whenever somebody talked to her or made a loud noise nearby.
She whipped her head around, eyes wide and smiled when she saw me setting up my little work space.
"Morning, what's that on your neck?" she said, eyeing the hickey.
I blushed and covered it with my hand.
She smiled and leaned in whispering, "is there a guy you've been trying to hide?"
"I'm not trying to hide him; I'm just not going to brag or anything." I said sheepishly. Where was my quill?
"Okay then, who is the mystery guy?"
"Draco, we've been dating for about three years." I said dismissively, smiling triumphantly when I pulled my new quill from my bag.
"You're kidding! That's why he hasn't been paying Pansy any attention, or any of the other Slytherin girls for that matter." She said, leaning back in her seat staring at me.
"Is there really that noticeable a change?" I said surprised, looking around to make sure we weren't causing too much of a commotion.
"Not really, but I've heard things, complaints from some of his old flames. They were not very happy." She said in a low voice.
We couldn't finish our conversation because professor Flitwick had started the class and we had to immediately start writing down our notes from the board so we could start the actual hands on stuff, get the homework, and have time left over to start it in class.
After class I said goodbye to Andrea and walked outside, since it was now my free period. I walked all the way to the quidditch field, climbed up to the Gryffindor bleachers and started writing my Transfiguration essay due today.
Luckily it was a simple essay on how to become an animagus and why it was important to register with the ministry when completed.
The rest of the day went by smoothly, and everything seemed to be getting back to normal again. I talked to my friends at lunch, had a lengthy discussion on whether or not pancakes and waffles could be related and what came first, the pumpkin or the juice? I saw Draco a few times and we smiled a secret smile over what had happened. I hadn't forgotten my promise though, and it made my stomach churn nervously.
Did he actually think I would keep the promise?
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