The pureblood Nyx Urquart transfers to Hogwarts in her 6th year. This is not her first time at hogwarts as she had accompanied the Durmstrang school and her current boyfriend Viktor Krum in her 4th year to the Triwizard tournament. Follow the ups an...
As I slipped into a cozy pair of leggings and pulled on a plush, oversized cream sweater, I turned to Daphne with an eager grin. "You coming?" I inquired, my excitement palpable. Daphne glanced up from her magazine, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Where?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.
I secured my hair with a sleek black ribbon, a sense of anticipation coursing through me. "To watch some Quidditch," I replied, my voice brimming with enthusiasm. Daphne wrinkled her nose in mild confusion. "But I thought the boys practice at 3?" she queried, her memory jogging for details.
As I rolled up a blanket and gathered some gloves, I explained, "Yeah, but I promised Hermione I'd come watch Ginny play." A flush crept into Daphne's cheeks, her hesitance apparent. "I can't... George," she confessed, her voice trailing off with uncertainty.
I sank back onto the bed, my curiosity piqued. "Why? What happened with George?" I pressed gently, my concern for my friend evident. Daphne waved her hand dismissively, her cheeks tinted with embarrassment. "Last night, before we all came to Tom's... something happened. I like him, Nyx," she admitted, her words tinged with vulnerability.
I was momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond to Daphne's revelation. Picking up a sweatshirt, I tossed it in her direction, offering silent support. "But what about my parents and the boys?" I mused aloud, grappling with the implications of Daphne's confession.
After a moment of contemplation, I offered a tentative response. "Well, he is a pureblood," I ventured, acknowledging the societal pressures that often loomed over wizarding relationships. Daphne nodded thoughtfully, pulling on the sweatshirt with a small smile. "It's not serious yet. I'll stop overthinking for now. I'll come with you," she decided, her determination shining through.
Clapping my hands in excitement, I welcomed Daphne's decision, grateful for her companionship as we embarked on our Quidditch adventure together.
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