Chapter 9 – Charming
Ten minutes later, all the tables were pushed to the end of the room, making enough space for us and for the soft cushions we hoarded into the middle to serve as the most relaxing place to sit.
"Ahhh, this is nice!" I sighed, feeling thoroughly relaxed and slightly sleepy. "This is going to be great in the winter, too, as we have a fireplace!" I pointed at it.
"It is much more cozier than the dungeon." Quincy agreed, also enjoying the piece and the warm sunlight pouring in from the open windows.
"For sure! Eh... I don't get what it is with the fascination of living in a literal dungeon! A thousand year has passed! And even then! Haaahhh... Now I really think Ravenclaw would have been a better choice."
"Heh, don't let the others hear this!" She giggled, lying next to me.
"I won't. I am going to make sure I will be left to my own devices."
"That is why you helped out Draco?"
"Yep." I looked at her, "You saw?"
"Of course." She answered, but she wasn't mad about it, "I am not stupid!"
"Nobody said you were."
"You just did not hear them saying it." She shrugged, turning towards the window, watching the blue sky. "Well... I tried preparing for it. No matter... I will deal with it. If nothing, I just need to endure it for a year or two."