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From out of the corner of her eye, Demetria watched as Kalder nodded to himself before folding the letter and moving it out of sight. She was curious as to why he did that, but her curiosity would soon be moved to second place. The moment Kal licked his lip, the Gryffindor’s throat dried up. Her legs became weak whenever he did that- even now-, because her body was conditioned to remember that what came afterwards was a mind-blowing kiss capable of rocking her whole world. To make matters worse, he’d decided that writing a response in the note was suddenly not enough, because instead of taking his usual coward’s way out, Kal decided to get a little daring.

As she watched him slowly close the distance between them, Demi waited with bated breath. And when he finally whispered his acceptance of the invitation, the girl swallowed hard, suddenly forgetting how to breathe. His hot breath and lips had softly grazed her ear, in the way that he very well knew gave her shivers up and down her body- like the ones she was getting at this very moment. This was unfair. Kal knew that whispers in her ear were one of her weaknesses, and that if he did it for a certain amount of time or said all the right things, she would get stupid. And when Demi got stupid, it usually caused her to think with her body and not her brain… Which in turn led to the very steamy sessions she and Kal had shared in the Room of Requirement and the Quidditch locker rooms a couple of times.

In the present, it was the stupid side of Demi who was winning the fight between heart and body, She turned to look at Kalder with a longing gleam in her eyes, and it was obvious that the brunette wanted nothing more than to kiss him hard right then and there. As fate would have it, she was brought back to reality via Blackthorn’s voice announcing it was now time to make their potions. No sooner had he given them the green light to start making their potions, Demi quickly stood up and walked in the direction of the ingredients, jumping at the chance of getting a break from Kalder before she made a mistake. At this point, all anger was forgotten and replaced with nothing but desire. Because of this, Demi made a silent prayer for God to bless her with the strength of keeping her head in the game and not fall for Kalder’s games… No matter how tempting they were.

Easier said than done.
[hr][center][i]I'll seek you out
Flay you alive
One more word and you won't survive
And I'm not scared of your stolen power
I see right through you any hour[/i][/center][hr]
The day seemed to drag on and on, until it was finally time for her first Quidditch practice as team captain. Nervous and excited, she made her way to the pitch, where the enthusiastic team was already waiting. After quick greetings, Demi went directly into captain mode; explaining with careful detail the new training schedules, plays and strategies she had designed while on their summer break. They did their warm-ups, and jumped straight into it. Although they struggled with a few plays, it had been a satisfying first practice overall. Even better, they had finished just in time for dinner.

[color=darkred]"Okay, guys, that was excellent. There's always some room for improvement, but it was a great first practice. See you guys on Wednesday!"[/color] Demi told them with a satisfied smile before joining them in the walk to the showers.

Once the rest of her female members had left the lavatories and she was certain she was alone, it was time for Demi to take her much-needed shower. She made sure to scrub herself everywhere as much as she could and apply a generous amount of perfume, because smelling divine was a must tonight. With the help of some beauty spells, she magicked herself to bring out her natural beauty, and once she was done, she went straight to dinner.

She ate her food with patience, biding her time while keeping an eye out for Kalder or Luke. She knew her brother would start asking questions, and she was frankly not in the mood to answer any of them or lie. The young woman tapped her foot anxiously as she watched the minutes tick by… Until, at twenty minutes before nine, Demi finally stood up and discreetly made her way to the west tower. Thankfully, it was deserted upon her arrival, and she knew that there was only a handful of students who knew how to access this particular part of the castle. And so she took a seat on the window ledge, facing the entrance to the tower with her arms crossed across her chest. In the middle of the night, the bells to the castle’s grand clocked chimed nine times, signaling the ninth hour.

Time to face the music.