Waking to the sound of Octavia's moans, which sounded like a cat being strangled was something Clarke hadn't missed over the holidays.
Clarke opened her eyes to see that Octavia was still under her covers, hair askew and eyes barely open. "Morning" she said to the blonde, Clarke smiled at her, pulling the covers off herself and sitting up. "Good morning O, I see you haven't suddenly become a morning person over the holidays" Clarke laughed as the girl glared at her.
It was then that Clarke realised the rest of the dorm was empty, "O please tell me its not past eight?"
Octavia's eye shot open and reached over to look at her watch on the table beside her bed. "Shit Clarke lets go!" Octavia jumped out of bed and ran over to the foot of her bed, rummaging around for clothing.
Clarke only took this as "Probably late" and followed suit.
Making their way into the Great Hall they realised that they were only a bit behind. Still seeing students eating around the house tables.
Clarke's gaze went to the Ravenclaw table, seeing Lexa finishing up her food before scribbling something down on a piece of parchment. What possible homework could the girl possible have already? Clarke though. God she was pretty, just like this. With her hair neatly tucked behind her ears and her green eyes behind a pair of reading glasses that suited her well, though Clarke doubted that their was anything that didn't suit the girl.
Why do you keep looking at the Ravenclaw table?" Clarke's thoughts were interrupted but Octavia's question.
"What?" Clarke stalled. "You were doing it last night and now you're doing it again" Octavia said.
"O I don't know what you're talking about" great Clarke, real convincing she thought to herself. Octavia seemed to have an internal battle inside herself, debating wether or not to press the question, but in the end just rolled her eyes and turned back to her bacon.
Walking up to the front of the hall both girls went over to Professer McGonagall, who was handing out the timetables for the Gryffindor students.
"Well at least you girls are consistent with being late" She said, handing over the timetables. first to Octavia, "Miss Blake, I see you choose to stay with potions, I'm glad - you parents would be proud"
"Thanks Professor" Octavia gave her a grin.
"And Miss Griffin, I also see you've decided to take up Alchemy" Looking down at Clarke over her glasses. "Difficult subject Miss Griffin, interesting of course, but difficult"
Clarke felt the gaze of her Professor. "Don't worry, I'm confident you'll do well"
"Ahh thanks Professor, I'll do my best"
Walking towards the dungeons, Clarke listened to Octavia talk about how Lincoin had held her hand last night, confessing to Clarke that she was in love.
"Talk about the worst possible start to a school year, we've got double potions, and double Defence Against the Dark Arts, Octavia groaned as they took their seats on the only empty table.
Clarke had begun explaining that Defence Against the Dark Arts was NOT a bad start, but stopped mid sentence as the two seats opposite them on the potions table ware filled by Lexa and Raven. The green eyed Ravenclaw seemed annoyed, like Raven has forced her to sit with them, but seeing as their table was the only half empty one left, it didn't seem like they had much of a choice in the matter.
Raven on the other had seemed rather happy, smiling at the two Gryffindors. "Hi, I'm Raven! I hope you dont mind that we sat here, Lexa though we'd be an imposition" Raven held out her hand to Octavia who took it, "Hey i'm Octavia, and of course no problem at all, right Clarke?"
Clarke looked up from her hands and nodded "Oh yeh of course, I'm Clarke" giving a little wave to Raven who seemed to smirk very slightly, "I know" she said, looking to Lexa, "this is Lexa, who's being extremely rude right now, but don't worry she's usually like this" Lexa scowled at her housemate before turning to smile at the Gryffindor girls, "Hi" .
Clarke was about ninety percent sure she was going to fail this class. After Professor Slughorn went through a list of the possible potions they would be learning, afterwards setting the class off to brew a love potion or Amortentia, which Slughorn stated was the most powerful love potion known to wizarding kind.
Clarke felt herself getting distracted by the Ravenclaw opposite her, it didn't help that she was positive Raven knew at least of the their last interaction in the empty class room last year.
Octavia, typically oblivious to it all was setting out the ingredients with a determined look on her face, only turning to confusion when Raven mentioned that she shouldn't be putting a frogs heart in.
About halfway through the lesson Clarke wasn't sure if her potion was supposed to be simmering yet, looking up timidly she looked into Lexa's cauldron seeing it looked fairly similar. Lexa seem to notice because she said "you're doing it right", Clarke blushed and thanked the girl before continuing on with the potion.
Clarke wondered if she was just imagining the brunettes gaze on her, hopeful thinking maybe. She felt as though the tension at the table was just her imagination too, but when she saw Lexa accidentally spill powdered moonstone over the table, resulting in her swearing under her breath and leaving the table only to come back with a little brush, sweeping it gently back into the jar. Clarke thought maybe it wasn't just her.
Lexa was currently bing praised in front of the class by a impressed Slughorn, who seemed to be in awe of Lexa's potion, gesturing for the class to come over and take a look.
After the class had dispersed back to their original seats, Octavia grinned, clearly having just smelt the potion. "Clarke you've got to smell it"
Leaning forward Clarke looked at Lexa briefly before looking down into the cauldron. Clarke smelt oil paint, instantly feeling relaxed, she then smelt what she though was similar to being in honey dukes, realising that it was sugar mice. Lastly Clarke smelt something that she couldn't quite put her finger on.
Before she could, Slughorn spoke "Amortentia smells different to each person, according to what attracts them."
Looking up from the potion Clarke was a lot closer to Lexa then she realised, but she didn't move, just looked at those green eyes, fuck they were so green.
"Powerful infatuations can be induced by the skillful potioneer, but never yet has anyone managed to create the truly unbreakable, eternal, unconditional attachment that alone can be called Love." Slughorn continued.
Lexa seemed to be ignoring him completely, staring at Clarke, was she looking at her lips? Subcontiously Clarke licked her lips, but pulled back, putting some space between the two.
She had defentianly smelt that before.
Raven coughed rather loudly and seemed to break whatever just happened between the two as Clarke looked away, not before noticing how red Lexa was. When Slughorn dismissed the class, Lexa seemed to gather her things quickly, mumbling to Raven about something before walking down the corridor. Clarke's eyes followed her curiously until Octavia pulled her up the stairs to the left of them, it wasn't till then Clarke realised Raven was with them. Octavia seemed to be having a heated conversation with the Ravenclaw about Quidditch, and how her team - The Chudley Cannons, defence was by far the best in the league.
When they reached the great hall Raven gave them a small wave before heading over the the Ravenclaw table. Octavia looked at Clarke, "Raven's cool hey?"
Taking a seat at the Griffindor table, "Yeh I guess" Clarke said, not really paying attention. "Lexa seemed a bit weird though, you've hangout with her before though, havent you?" Octavia continued.
Clarke was annoyed at this comment but didn't reply, just shrugging her shoulders, "yeh, she's alright".
The week that followed Clarke found that she had not only Potions with Lexa, but Defence Against the Dark Arts, Alchemy, Astronomy and Charms. Clarke figured with the 6th years limiting the choices in classes that she would have similar students in most of her classes. Clarke also figure she wasn't going to have much luck avoiding Lexa, though she knew deep down she didn't want that at all.
See, Lexa wasn't someone Clarke could just forget about. Ever since fifth grade when they had been been partnered up in Astronomy, Lexa seemed to bring a whole other level to what Clarke new about the sky. Telling Clarke stories about the stars and movements of the planets.
She knew a lot of students feared her, but Clarke couldn't understand why. Lexa always seemed nice, sometimes overly confident and sarcastic, but never scary, at least never around Clarke.
It wasn't until the second week when the four of them were sitting around the potions table working on a group project, and typically Clarke was starring at Lexa. That Clarke decided she didn't want to fight it. Last year Clarke wasn't ready, she had barley gotten over the death of her father, and was only just coming to terms with her sexuality.
Clarke realised that for the first time in a long time she felt happy, and it was stupid to force herself away from someone who made her even happier.