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[color=mediumorchid]“Don’t [i]you[/i] look rather dashing tonight!”[/color]

Demetria shot Jomana a wink as she made her way to her bed. The brunette had just arrived to the sixth year girls’ bedroom after taking a bath, as was noted in the trail of sweet and fruity perfume she’d left behind her. Her slightly damp, dark hair was cascading down in her usual waves, and her lips were glazed with that moisturizing cherry red flavored lipstick the young woman loved so much. Before Jo could say anything, she knew exactly what she was thinking, and she was so very wrong! It wasn’t Demi’s fault that her bi-weekly self-grooming session had fallen on the same way she was scheduled to meet up with Noel Jameson! But, of course, Jomana would think it was on purpose, and would tease her with comments about how this was all a master plan to get with Jameson. As if she would ever consider giving the Slytherin man-slut more than the time of day! The mere idea of it was preposterous.

[color=mediumorchid]“Getting all nice and tidy for Noel, I see.”[/color] Jo said teasingly, hands cupping her face as she shot her friend a playful smile. [color=mediumorchid]“That perfume of yours is bound to leave an impression on him.”[/color]

Yup, there it was.

[color=darkred]“Very funny, Jomana.”[/color] Demi muttered, grabbing her bag from where it was previously resting atop the bed. She turned to look at her friend with a solemn expression. [color=darkred]“Thanks, but no thanks. I’d rather take a bludget to the head than give Jameson a chance.”[/color]

[color=mediumorchid]“Well, I hope you mean that, Demetria. You sure do not need the bloody drama at this moment.”[/color]

[color=darkred]“Correct! Now, if you excuse me, I have an appointment to attend.”[/color] she told Jo, shooting her a parting wink.

[color=mediumorchid]“I shall be awaiting your return to hear all about it!”[/color]

Rolling her eyes, Demi smiled and left the bedroom. As soon as she’d set foot in the common room, Luke -who had been sitting in one of the armchairs next to the fire chatting with some friends- immediately rushed to his younger sister’s side. 

[color=cornflowerblue]“Hey, DR. I know you’re supposed to meet with Jameson at the library tonight-”[/color] he began, his serious face all business. Meanwhile, Demi let out an exasperated breath. She knew exactly what was coming next. [color=cornflowerblue]“Do you want me to come with you? I know that snake can be a real asshole, and I don’t want anyone to even think about messing with you.”[/color]

Demi could only smile at her big brother. He had the best of intentions when it came to her- bless his heart-, but sometimes he overdid it with the bodyguard-like protection. It was in times like these in which she realized how lucky she’d been to pull off a secret relationship with Kalder for so long when she was always under Luke’s watchful eye.

[color=darkred]“I’m a big girl, Luke. I’m pretty sure I can take care of myself.”[/color] she told him sweetly, getting on the tips of her feet to plant a kiss on the young man’s cheek as a way to try and soften him up. [color=darkred]“I’m a beater for a reason.”[/color]

Luke wasn’t looking too convinced or reassured, but -as always, succumbed to his sister’s charms. [color=cornflowerblue]“I know you do... But you let me know if that bastard tries anything with you, alright? I’ll make sure to pay him a visit to [i]persuade[/i] him to stop if he does.”[/color]

His sister rolled her eyes, the smile still in place. [color=darkred]“Yes, sir. Now, I’ll see you later, okay? Don’t wait up for me.”[/color] Demi gave Luke a quick hug before exiting the common room. 

The young woman quietly made her way down to the first floor, taking a few shortcuts along the way, because who the heck would want to willingly make the whole trek down seven floors?! In no time, she found herself in the library corridor, closing the distance between herself and her destination. Just as she was nearing the entrance to the room, out came a visibly tired Caleb Sophen. Judging from the way he was slouching, the books in his arms and the smallest bit of parchment peeking from his bag, Demi knew Caleb had spent the whole day studying and had recently just finished. Sometimes, she wondered if the Ravenclaw took his classes much too seriously. But then she remembered his high marks, and that was enough to answer that question.

[color=darkred]“Hey Caleb!”[/color] Demi called out happily, waving enthusiastically at him as she stopped right in front of him.

The poor boy couldn't quite match her enthusiasm, although he did give her a curious look. "[color=dodgerblue]Good evening,[/color]" He returned her greeting, peering at her closely. "[color=dodgerblue]On your way to the library?[/color]"

Demi nodded. [color=darkred]“Mhm! I’m supposed to get some Potions homework done with Jameson tonight...”[/color] she said, rolling her eyes and sounding less than thrilled about the task at hand. [color=darkred]“I just hope he actually contributes to it and doesn’t let me do all the work by myself. I swear to God, the boy has no brains underneath that big head of his.”[/color] 

Caleb nodded slowly in understanding, shifting uncomfortably. "[color=dodgerblue]Right...I hope you can give him something to think about,[/color]" His words were an odd mumble, and he ended up clearing his throat. "[color=dodgerblue]...it'll certainly be a learning experience.[/color]"

Demetria squinted his eyes suspiciously, quickly going on panic mode. She always knew when Caleb was keeping stuff from them, because his body language was always quick in betraying what he was feeling and thinking. [color=darkred]“What are you talking about?”[/color] she asked him, a hint of that panic she was feeling clear in her voice as she dug her now-worried eyes into his. [color=darkred]“What did you see, Caleb?”[/color]

"[color=dodgerblue]See? Me? I'm just tired,[/color]" Caleb assured her.

Of course, the young woman wasn’t buying it. She placed a hand on his shoulder; partly to coax him into talking and partly to stop him from going anywhere. [color=darkred]“Caleb, don’t bullshit me. Whatever you just saw, I need to know. Because judging from how you’re being all skittish, it can’t be good news for me.”[/color]

Caleb's expression was entirely neutral. "[color=dodgerblue]It's not a matter of good or bad,[/color]" He admitted quietly. "[color=dodgerblue]I think it'll be an enlightening experience for you. But for me… I admit, I'm conflicted. I want nothing but happiness for my friends, so if it makes you happy… Then there's not much I can do about that.[/color]"

The [color=darkred]“I’m still totally fucking lost, man,”[/color] Demi complained, feeling a tad annoyed on the inside. As much as she loved Caleb and his abilities, they were more often than not a double-edged sword. He had this habit of sending all of them in a quest to find out the true meaning behind his words, because ‘what is there to be learned if he just said exactly what he saw’? It could certainly be infuriating sometimes. [color=darkred]“But I know how this works. You won’t say anything more, and then it’s on me to figure out what it means by myself, right? That’s the rule?”[/color] she said softly, admitting defeat.

Letting out a sigh, Caleb gave her an apologetic shrug. "[color=dodgerblue]Sorry, Dem. You know how these things go. I hope you have fun, though… But hopefully not too much fun.[/color]"

Demi gave him a quizzical look. [color=darkred]“It’s an assignment with Jameson as a partner… I’m not sure I’ll be having any kind of fun, but I’ll take that into consideration.”[/color] she replied jokingly. [color=darkred]“I’ll see you around, then. But do me a favor and [i]please[/i] go get some rest, Caleb. You’ve been working way to hard. You deserve a break.”[/color] the girl told him sweetly, offering the Ravenclaw a parting half-smile before entering the library.

Brooding over Caleb’s words, Demi took a seat at the corner table at the end of the room. Once she’d organized her belongings to start the assignment as soon as Jameson arrived, she turned her eyes to the window beside her. Her blue eyes wandered around the moonlit grounds, mindlessly watching its occurrences. However, her thoughts were far, far away, still on the cryptic fortune reading her friend had just laid on her.