Peter knew Bai was intrigued by the way she’d reached for her sword. “Lost boy? Ooh, I haven’t heard that one before. But imagine, if nobody thought about this one, the end might not be sealed off with wards. We might have a chance to get letters out, or see a newspaper from outside. Don’t you guys think it’s worth a shot?” His Ravenclaw thirst for knowledge rose up at full strength as he spoke, and his eyes sparkled with excitement as he looked from Bai to Kiara.
He wasn’t too worried about Kiara joining the exploration. From Maxx’s stories, it seemed like she was always up for that sort of fun. “So, uh, if you guys are ready to go, I can show you where the tunnel is.”
“Let’s do this.” Kiara stretched her arms, ready for this little escapade. Of course, she would love to see the outside world that wasn’t Hogwarts. And yes, she did miss seeing a proper newspaper in forever. Looking from Bai to Peter, she was slightly worried as to what their adventure may lead to, but she supposed they would be fine.
She realized that Bai didn’t recognize her. From under the headguard that she wore before and during the games, the other beater couldn’t really see her face. All good for her; less chances of getting into a fight with her. “Just asking, but do we know where this tunnel leads?”
The thought of seeing the outside world again scared her a bit, she was starting to enjoy being stuck in Hogwarts, being able to sleep in bed with someone. Taking in a deep breathe, she tried to figure out the positive things about this, going to France could be one, getting a message from her mother was another.. well as long as it wasn’t a howler. Her cheeks puffed up a bit at the thought, fingers tensing before she nodded to Peter, indicating that she was ready to find out where the place was. Bai wasn’t even sure whether she wanted to see an exit to this school but she did promise to protect Peter, and thus would go.
Glancing at the redhead, she raised an eyebrow at the question, she would have been worried to as to where the tunnel led, especially with the castle having wayy too many traps and tricks but she didn’t care much about knowing where it led. Not to mention, she was at least 30 percent certain that Peter didn’t check the tunnel much before messaging her, since they were assuming where it leads. “For once, I’d rather not know. I mean even if it doesn’t lead outside, it can still be something useful,” she shrugged lightly, maybe they could use it as a shortcut, or maybe it led to an abandoned classroom, those would still be worth looking for, “lead the way, Captain.”
“Ha.” Belle enjoyed her small victory, scrunching up her nose in defiance. “Because you were being mean.” She stated simply. Shrugging lightly, to signal it was over now. They were even. Well at least for now.
“Thought so..” The girl sighed. Listening to her explanation of the outfits. Bai seemed to have figured it all out, thought out in the slightest detail. Actually Belle could learn a few things from the Ravenclaw. Standing up she placed her hands on her hips and looked at the brunette. “Let’s go then. Best get this over with.” Feeling much better now that the hangover potion had started taking affect. Though slightly hungry, the blonde felt as fit as ever albeit still a little sleepy. “You’ve got all this just hanging around in your closet?” She questioned, the idea not yet credible in her mind. “So will you be wearing the maid costume when I win then? While you sing everything you need to say?” Reminding the other of the other part of deal, she smirked, glad she could at least have some fun with it as well. Maybe her suffering wouldn’t be for nothing after all.
Bai held back a small chuckle, she was often called mean and a bully, even her friends couldn’t deny that. Having someone say that to her in that kind of attitude, slightly childish and proud, it was much better than the glares she received whenever that word described her.
Following Belle, she raised an eyebrow in slight amusement and shock, “so eager to get in that outfit, hm?” her alto voice had a teasing tone as she lightly nudged the blonde. “Yes, yes, and yes.. the last two probably wouldn’t happen. I mean, one, you might just blush at the least and faint at the most once you see yourself wearing it so I may automatically win.” Motioning for her to stay still she lightly walked to the portrait of Auri’s room. Quietly walking inside, she was sure that she was waking up the sleeping vampire so she moved as efficiently as possible. The curtains might have covered daylight, leaving the room dark, but she knew her luggage like it was the back of her hand. It only took a few seconds of fiddling around until she felt the outfit, same fabric, same stitching. Tugging it, and grabbing the nearest boots she felt, she walked back outside, making sure not to let too much light inside the dark room.
“Got it” she cheered softly, showing the outfit, it was a really short dress filled with frills and bows, the classic gothic lolita style. As she placed the dress right in front of Belle’s body to see how it would look, Bai couldn’t hold back the grin that was forming on her lips. Wearing heels most of the time made her forget that Belle was naturally taller than her which made the dress significantly shorter than it was to her. “Come on, Lady Devine, strip!” she ordered, unzipping the dress she was holding in her hand.
Wrinkling her nose, she didn’t deny it. Just pretended to be disgusted by the accusation while trying to hide an oncoming blush at being caught. “You dirty, Beater.” She exclaimed, flicking her finger on the older one’s forehead. “Stop it.” Belle ordered.
Worry spread across her face, no luck on not mentioning it then. Chewing on her bottom lip she awaited her faith. Which was something she only did when she was really nervous. If Aiden would kill Bai, what would he do to her? And she was to wear it a whole day if she remembered correctly. Taking in a deep breath, the girl couldn’t fight the coloring of her cheeks. Recalling what outfits Bai mentioned. Keeping silent when she was asked a question. Wanting to say neither, but knowing that would probably get her into more trouble. Though she really didn’t want to choose. She shook her head, why didn’t she back out of this deal when she had the chance? “Please don’t embarrass me too much.” The girl pleaded desperately in a soft whisper, feeling like a small child at the mercy of a grown up.
Bai looked at Belle’s pale and thin hand, too shocked to stop her from flicking her finger. It didn’t hurt really but she pretended to grab her forehead and wince, might as well bring her a bit of comfort by acting. “Ow!” she stated while she winced, her right palm massaging the spot of her forehead that she hit. She may not be a great singer due to her alto voice, but she sure as hell can act out. “What did you do that for?” there was a slight whining and pissed tone in her voice, as she complained about what the blonde did to her.
It took most of her refrain to stop herself from cooing lightly at her reaction, which would have embarrassed her if she actually did it. She was slightly guilty for bullying her into an outfit but it would be worth it in the end. “Nope..” she popped the p as she replied, lips smirking, “I guess I’m choosing, a maid outfit is simple, it’s a great fantasy and all, but it’s too common. Maybe we should really stick to lolita, though we’re not going full innocent, so maybe gothic a bit? It would make you look more mature, innocent looking yet it shows that you’re not a kid anymore.”
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding
- O Captain! My Captain! by Walt Whitman
It had been eight am when Bai came back to the eighth year dorm, her body sweating from the massive training she did, her arms tired from push ups, and her legs tired from running. She could barely walk, with her legs shuddering after every step, trying hard not to collapse as her weight shifted from one after the other. The brunette was happy though, she had finally finished her 3rd spell with her sword and was almost done engraving runes and talismans at the side of her weapon. Taking a deep breathe, she focused on stopping her shaking arm and pushed the portrait open, slightly wincing as it banged throughout the common room. Bai had a slight proud grin on her lips as she walked inside, ready to tell Auri about her success. “Hey!” she shouted as she looked away from the door, brown eyes widening in surprise as she noticed the 8 years around a notice board, looking shocked and something else she couldn’t figure out.
Due to her height and the fact that she was far away, she couldn’t see over their shoulders, she decided to just ask, wanting to know what exaggerated problem they have now. What else could be worse than the Quarantine? Was the curfew moved to 10pm? Did R&R post something again? “Why are you all staring at that?” she had asked cheerfully, her right hand closing the portrait as she moved in further to the common room, “did someone die or something?” It had happened to fast for her to fully comprehend, at one moment she was watching them look at her horrified, slightly confused as to why they were looking at her like that. The next she saw Auri’s brown eyes glaring coldly at her and her tone harsh as she cursed and ordered her to read. Before she could reply or look hurt at the insults hurled at her, she was pushed by cold hands against the door frame, her back hitting it hard, her head slamming against the wooden object. What did she do this time? When she noticed that Auri was running away, her brown eyes staring at the departing girl’s figure as she ran up the stairs, she closed her eyes in frustration. She couldn’t understand what she did this time, and they really should have a talk about physically abusing her. Sure, Bai didn’t react much to pain but using her vampire strength was a bit too much. Her body was already stiff and broken from training and this was slowly adding up to her permanently aching body.
“The fuck, Fonte..” she groaned, slowly standing up and wincing at her aching back. At least she didn’t dislocate her shoulder again, nor did she injure her spine.. well she just assumed that. Contemplating on seducing some stranger to massage her back, she followed her girlfriend’s instructions and walked to the paper they were looking at, tearing it from the notice board to fully check on it. Eyes narrowed as she read the letter and a null expression formed on her face, before her hand crumpled it and threw it away. Her fucking captain was gone. The only person she didn’t feel like murdering whenever she played a game. Yet another person gone in her life permanently. As soon as those words echoed throughout her mind, she looked at the open door where her gal left. The small joke she made had been said at the wrong time and Auri was running away from her, probably mad. When the thought crossed her mind, Bai began to ran, her body still aching from the pain the doorframe gave her, and the ache she got from training her body to its limits. Her legs felt like they were burning as she ran out of the dorm and to the stairs she saw Auri run to. She didn’t need this in her life right now. Bai wanted to mourn for her captain, her overly-protective mother hen, the guy who knew how to calm her down whenever she was pissed without resorting to candy, the guy who would punish her by making her play chaser in practice games whenever she pissed him off. She couldn’t mourn for that guy though. Not yet. Not when someone else seemed to be leaving her life yet again due to what she accidentally slipped out.
Bai knew the most about Auri’s ticks, that whenever her eyes narrowed a certain way it meant that she had to duck soon, that a small twitch on her left lip meant that she was amused or fond, that whenever she looked to the left meant that she was restraining to roll her eyes. With all that being said, and the fact that she knew where Auri was most of the time, she should have been able to find her, hit her a few times, and then leave to mourn for her captain. It didn’t happen though.
She had searched every single one of Auri’s favourite places by the first hour, she had searched Auri’s favorite hallways to go through by the second, she searched everywhere other place she knew around Hogwarts by the third hour, even outside. By the fourth hour, she was getting more desperate, by asking other people where she might be and grabbing their collars when they hesitated to reply. Her body ached all the way, and there were times she would fall down and collapse around a hallway, too tired to stand up. She would force her body to stand up though, desperate to finish finding her gal.
By fifth, she was slamming them against the walls whenever they didn’t reply fast enough, and she was already shouting at the top of her lungs as she walked around the whole school for the second time. When the sixth hour came, Bai was already leaning against the walls, slowly making her way on her third round, her whole body burning from exhaustion, her throat aching from shouting, and her stomach protesting in hunger. She didn’t take a break though, she continued walking around even as she kept collapsing, her eyes slowly forming tears. During those six hours of being alone, she thought of her Captain, and how the last time they talked was fighting over her injuries, about her protesting that he was being too overly caring. She wanted him right now, to see her walking around and call her out on it. To take care of her and say that she had to rest. She wanted to complain once again about him acting like a mother hen.
The seventh hour had been her silently crying as she walked through empty hallways, people knowing better than to be near her by now, and her body worsening every minute. She was hungry, she was thirsty, she was tired, her back ached and her head throbbed every minute from its harsh beating against the wall. Bai wasn’t known for giving up though, so she continued, slowly making her way through finishing her third round. Her eyes slowly starting to blur as it dried up from too much crying. At the eight hour, her body had fully collapsed, unable to stand up anymore. She had to find Auri though. To know that only one person was leaving her, to know that she still had someone else in her life even when her constant died. “Auri..” she would occasionally try to shout, but with her throat aching and dry, and her body dehydrated, it came out as a whisper. Her mind was making images of the people that left her, her sisters, her step-brothers, her nephews, Charlie and Auri. It kept her going. She ended up slowly crawling through the hallways, her hands aching as she pressed them against the dirtied floor and forced herself to push herself further.
By the time the eight hour happened, the Grey Lady had seen her collapsed, hungry, thirsty, tired, and using all her focus to keep herself awake, mumbles of Auri’s name leaving her dry lips. She was still moving though, getting an inch further every few minutes. The Grey Lady had gotten a few house elves and transported her to the eight year dorm, food and water in the desk as they placed her in the couch. After an hour of resting, she didn’t bother to eat or drink, using the slightly regained energy she had to turn the couches and see if Auri was hiding there. Every hour, she was getting desperate, and right now, she was on the verge of just hugging herself and crying her heart out.
The ninth to thirteenth hour passed with her trying to get out of the eight year dorm but the few house elves she knew by name stopping her from leaving. Sadly for her right now, she had befriended more of the rebellious house elves who were willing to transport her to the hospital wing and into the care of the medic witches. So Bai stayed there, her thighs against her chest and her arms circling around her leg as she sobbed against her thighs, finally mourning Charlie and crying out for Auri who in her mind left her due to her fuck up.
As the thirteenth hour almost finished, the door to the eighth year dorm opened up and Bai peeked up, she had gotten her hopes up way too many times when the others came back the dorm. When she saw Auri though, the energy she regained from staying in the dorm was fully put to use as she threw the nearest pillow beside her, accurately hitting Auri’s face. “HEY!” she shouted, her throat slightly aching still from what happened a few hours earlier. Bai grabbed another pillow and threw it, growling as the vampire dared to catch her accurate throws. “Do you know how worried I’ve been?!” she asked before running towards the older brunette. She cocked her fist and almost punched her in the nose, only stopping an inch away and hugging the woman tight, her face pressed against her shoulder as she restrained herself from crying. “Thirteen. Hours. Thirteen hours, Auri!” Her hands clawed its way against Auri’s shirt as she fought hard to keep the tears in her eyes from spilling.
“Oh. Is that how long I was gone?”
Bai resisted in punching the woman or slapping her against the cheek as she said that, only shouting her name in anger and slight hysteria before pulling her closer. She had been so worried, too fearful that another person was leaving her. She had done her crying for Charlie while she was collapsed and inside the eighth year dorm, Bai didn’t regret fighting Charlie since that’s the usual thing they would have done, but she did wish that she had gotten him that Quidditch and House Cup. Plans of stealing it and placing Charlie’s name crossed her mind and she knew that that would be enough for her to be at peace. He died due to being sick, she didn’t need to plan yet another revenge. Bai also knew that he would have asked her to take care of his team, not to miss him much, and to take care of Auri and Peter. Something she would do either way. So now, she focused on the present, which was Auri, who had ran away due to her stupid words, who she had thought did something dangerous since her first crush died.
When she felt a short yet sweet kiss on her cheek, she looked up to see Auri asking about the couches. She quickly nodded and replied in both frustration and relief, “Yes! I did! Five hours ago!” It was funny now that she thought about it, thinking that Auri was hiding under the couch, when they weren’t playing hide and seek, but she had been so desperate, so worried. It would have killed her not to look, not to hope that Auri was just joking around and waiting for her underneath. The moment she asked about how she could make up for what she did, Bai didn’t even bother with her usual thoughts of sex or making out. In fact they didn’t cross her mind at all. She had dragged Auri to her room, forced her to sit in her bed, wrapped her arms around Auri’s waist and leaned her head against the cold shoulder. Bai didn’t bother to talk, only closing her eyes and hugging her tighter as she started reading, too traumatised that if she opened her mouth yet again, she would be left.
When Auri had fallen asleep with a smile in her face, right before midnight, it was then that Bai realised something. She couldn’t sleep. Not today. Not tomorrow. and maybe not even a week from now. She didn’t want to close her eyes and wake up with another person leaving her, she didn’t want to open her mouth and piss someone off enough to run away. It was then that she hugged herself yet again and stayed silent throughout the whole night, occasionally staring to the side to assure herself that Auri was still there. When the clock had struck midnight, it signalled Bai’s week of silence and insomnia, it signalled her barely talking to others, barely shutting her eyes even to blink, and barely leaving Auri’s side. It was during midnight that she realised that people could leave her without dying, and she had to stay awake and silent to stop that from happening.
Ignoring the objection, Belle took the water bottle and eagerly drank. Her mouth more dry than ever. “Thank you.” The girl whispered, still slightly upset with the other. Wanting to know which obscene outfit she had to wear that day, but hoping the other might forget if she didn’t mentioned it.
“No way..” She shook her head. Almost sighing in relief when the other admitted her lie. “Oh.. good.” Although now she was trying to get rid of the image that had started to form in her mind. Looking at Bai, she finally smiled after waking up. “No it’s not.” She laughed shaking her head. Raising her eyebrows expectantly. “You keep dreamin’.”
“Pft.. yes it is, I’m sure your perverted mind is thinking of it already” she replied smugly, still insanely proud of the things she learned about the supposedly innocent blonde. “I will keep dreaming, no need to tell me that. I’m going to wait for it to happen too.”
Grabbing the water bottle as she finished, she capped it and threw it across the room. “Alright, let’s talk about the dare, cause I’m willing to make it bad enough that your brother would try to murder me while I hide in Auri’s room soo..” Bai stood up, raising her hands and stretching properly, her head tilted sideways as she ran through the different outfits she had and could make. “Let’s play on your innocent side and make it cute yet seductive. probably corset, stockings... I’m thinking either maid outfit or lolita, what do you think?”
Peter paced back and forth, steadily wearing a groove into the stone tiles beside stairs. He’d found a tunnel or passageway of some kind in the back of one of the many strange basement rooms of the castle, and he wasn’t about to go into it alone. He needed someone tough and able to protect themselves (and hopefully others) to go with him, and he knew Bai was the perfect candidate. Well, if she ever got there.
Before he heard Bai, he heard the angry yelps and curses of students being shoved aside, and he was already looking up the stairs by the time Bai shouted for him. “I found a tunnel in the basement, and I think it might be worth investigating,” he shouted back before realizing that, in fact, it was probably better not to do that. “Exciting, right? We have to do this now, because otherwise you know I’ll get all freaked out and talk myself out of it.”
It probably wasn’t his brightest moment, saying this so loudly and excitedly next to a staircase full of people, and the fiery-haired figure approaching him and Bai might have heard, now that he thought about it…
“Tunnel to the basement what?” Kiara walked up to the little ragtag team, all smiles and flying curly hair. “Sounds very interesting Peter. Count me in.” She looked at Bai next, and her smile dropped to a small scowl. “Oh, it’s really you there..”
She looked at where Peter’s foot rested, and tilted her head. “Seriously though, what are we actually doing here? Like what are we really searching for? If it’s an entrance to Hogsmeade, then I know a much easier route than this…this little basement trick.”
“Tunnel?” Bai looked at him confused as her hands automatically wore the jacket she’d been holding and quickly worked on the buckles of her sword strap. She tried understanding his excitement, but she really couldn’t, what was so interesting with a tunnel? There were a lot of tunnels around Hogwarts that lead to different floors or places, surely this wasn’t so special. Seeing how he looked though, how seemingly happy he was brought a small smirk to her lips. She might as well join him and make sure he didn’t get injured, who would give her candy when he was stuck in the Hospital wing?
When someone seemingly walked towards them, Bai’s hands itched to grab her sword but restrained herself. Brown eyes glancing at whomever it was. She quietly listened as she addressed Peter, looking at the stranger in surprise and amusement when she scowled at her. Now what did she do this time? And why in the world did she seem familiar? Ignoring her thoughts and the scowl, she looked back at Peter, an eyebrow raised in question, “Alright, come on lost boy, spill the beans. What’s so magical about this tunnel?”
Sticking out her tongue at Bai, she finally opened the potion and emptied its contents. Slowly feeling the effects of the magic. Nodding along with everything Bai summed up. Glaring as she was excused of being a voyeur. “Am not.” She argued. “You started it.” Belle added with a pout.
Groaning miserably as she recalled the doomed deal. Letting herself fall back on the couch. Her eyes widened at the part she most definitely did not remember. “What?!” She exclaimed. “I don’t.. I don’t remember.. that..” Belle sent Bai a worried glance, wondering how she really felt about it. “I don’t think… Can I.. Did I really say yes?” She stammered.
“Again, I still didn’t start it” Bai repeated for what seemed to be the 5th time, since yesterday, it wasn’t her fault that her wording caused people to assume the most sexual one out there. Grabbing the bottle, she placed it back on the black box before pulling out a bottle of water and handing it to Belle. That box had her basic necessities whenever she got kicked out of her room, which involved cures for hangovers, and a first aid kit. Pushing the object back underneath the closet, she sat down beside the blonde and nodded.
“Yepp.. you totally did” Bai quickly lied, she would probably collapse sooner or later due to how bad she felt about lying, preferring to say the brutal truth than lies or sarcasm. “Alright, I’m lying.. you didn’t, I never asked, but that’s a hopeful scenario right there” It only took her a few more seconds before she had to stop trying to say such a false thing, the people being too tired to stand up.
Belle let out a low grumble, when the other exclaimed her name. “Told ya to call me Belle, didn’t I?” She replied grumpily. Letting out another groan, when the girl hugged her. Pushing her away, still trying to remember what exactly happened. Sitting up right, when Bai stood up. Taking the bottle from the other, she looked at it suspiciously. Letting her hand drop in her lap, she did feel rather miserable, but then again she may have deserved feeling like this.
Sighing she looked up from her lap to Bai and bit her lip. “I don’t think I feel as miserable as I deserve.” She mumbled. “What exactly happened last night?” Though she knew, she wanted to be sure.
“Yeah but I told you, I’m going to call you that once you dress up as Belle” she bit back a small grin and motioned for her to drink, knowing that it was better for her to talk after she finished the cure for her hangover. “Drink up, you need it if you want to survive, it gets worse when people start making loud noises,” of course with that being said, Bai had to resist the urge to shout the last part, just to show what she meant. It would have been fun but she knew it wouldn’t just be Belle trying to kill her if she did such a thing, it would be the whole 8th year students.
Bai looked up in surprise at the question before trying to recall what happened last night. “Well, we drank, played never have I ever, I found a few interesting things about you.. like how you’re a voyuer and all,” she chuckled lightly, awake enough to tease her about it. “I also dared you to dress up in a clothing of my choosing. Then you got your first lesbian kiss via me.” A mischievous glint formed in her brown eyes as she tried following up before Belle could talk, “oh and you agreed to a threesome with me and Auri.” Of course that was a lie, an absolute lie, but it was worth trying. She just hoped that the said vampire didn’t come up and murder her for what she said.
In a dreamless slumber, the girl felt someone brush against her hand. She groaned softly, not yet ready to wake up. Steering in her half consciousness, it was clear now that she wouldn’t fall asleep again. Slowly she opened her eyes, blinking, she immediately felt a headache coming up. Rubbing her still tired eyes, she whined. Only now that she had awoken properly, she noticed the woman laying beside her. Bits and pieces of the night before flashing before her. She wondered if it was a dream or if it really happened. “Bai?” She whispered questionably, as if she didn’t believe it was really her.
As soon as Bai heard her name being whispered, her body froze and her fingers slowly moved away from trying to pry the girls arms away. Gulping lightly, her mind and body had automatically assumed that she was caught leaving the bed and she went through the different excuses she had used and prepared for such situations. It had taken her half a minute and a very detailed explanation before she realised who she was with in bed.. well couch. “Lady Devine!” she happily stated, a small sigh of relief escaping her lips once she realised that no she was not in bed with a random one night stand. “oh thank Morgana, its you!”
Side hugging the blonde, Bai slowly remembered what they did and stood up, looking underneath the couch they had been sleeping on and grabbing a box hidden below it. “Here,” she opened the box, grabbed a small potion and gave it to Belle, “that should help with the hangover.”
“Eloquent,” Auri mumbled, shaking her head. “I don’t understand what’s so frightening about it. It just…it’s just a demon. It doesn’t even do anything that terrifying in the nightmares.” The hallucinations, of course, were another story.
“and does this correlate to earlier? when you just stared at my shoulder and just cursed?” Bai asked, she may not be logical when emotions came around to conquer her but if she was just relax and if her mind wasn’t fogged by emotions, she showed the same logic that got her figuring out what Auri was 2 years ago.
“Ew, this fashion is older than I am? Plaid is eternal, though. Eternaaaal.” Peter grinned and wiggled his fingers. Plaid really did go with his Converse and paint-covered clothes and permanent bedhead. He burst out laughing at Bai’s reaction to the retro clothes, to the point where he doubled over with tears in his eyes. “Calm down! I wouldn’t know where to get clothes like that, even if I wanted to.”
His eyes widened. 48 hours? “Is that, uh, cumulative? Or did you do the Ravenclaw thing and work all at once?” He couldn’t fault her. He’d done similar things at least once a week.
“We have magic...” she hissed quietly, glaring at the ground as if she was cursing magic for the existence of Retro outfits. She coughed lightly and swallowed, still trying to get rid of the laughable yet pretty disturbing image of her gorgeous woman wearing such clothes. The only thing that would probably make it worse is an afro and her dancing those old jive dances. “Ugh...” she groaned louder as those two things crossed her mind and painted a mental picture.
“One go actually” If she did it in a span of a week it would mean less, and she would have given them a week after Auri’s birthday. “Pft, Ravenclaws are probably the masters of procrastinating and doing everything the night before.”
Bai had been sitting comfortably, her legs crossed, her back against the headboard of Auri’s bed, and a book sitting comfortably above her lap when she heard a repeated pecking against the window. Figuring that it was just one of Auri’s passive aggressive notes, she kept ignoring it even as the pecking grew steadily louder and annoying. It kept up for a few minutes until what she heard was glass shattering and wings flapping before her sight was covered with brown feathers and her hand stung due to her owl jabbing its beak against the back of her hand. “Goddammit..” she hissed harshly, pulling away her hand from her aggressive bird, “I didn’t know it was you, sheesh.” Lightly pushing her owl away, Bai absentmindedly wiped her slightly bloodied hand against Auri’s blankets before grabbing the letter from her owl. Cursing whoever wrote the letter.
Meet me in the Entrance Hall. - Peter
Brown eyes stared at the letter, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. What did she do this time? She was pretty sure she didn’t beat up a second year, especially not a Gryffindor, nor did she make Auri pissed for the past two days. Why in the world was he sending owls? Sighing, she crumbled up the letter and threw it out of the broken window, knowing better than to ignore Peter’s letters. Standing up from her bed, she lightly nudged her owl again motioning for her to leave, “come on, I don’t need you pissing the wife more, go play with Demon.” When the owl hesitantly left, she grabbed the green parka laid out on a chair and her sword before running to the direction of the Entrance hall.
“Oi! Peter Pan!” she shouted as soon as she was running down the stairs, bumping against others as she didn’t bother to avoid them. “What’s with the letter?”
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