Alora Cole is the girl everyone dreams of having, including the Gryffindor's. When she transfers to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry everything she has held secret, her traumas and walls come crumbling down.
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"Okay, as your official best friend I have created a dining plan for your 'challenge'," Leona said as we sat by the fireplace in the common room.
It was finally the Christmas holiday and Leona decided to stay with me, considering my mother told me I couldn't come home. Despite how much I refused, she wouldn't budge. Theo was a piece of work to get onto the train, we practically tricked him in there.
"My challenge?" I questioned her, tilting my head a little to the side as I looked at her weirdly.
She nodded her head, "We're going to start calling your problem a challenge. A challenge which we shall face and conquer together." I shook my head as she showed me her plan.
"Whoah- hold up- I have to have breakfast and dinner?" I asked, disbelief written across my face.
She nodded her head, taking the planner back and using her pen to explain everything. "I'll be there with you through it all. Breakfast you'll have to eat a good amount. For lunch you can have minimal food and dinner you will need to eat a very good amount. It's a constant pattern," she explained.
I threw my head back in defeat as I knew there was no going back from this. As if on cue, Draco enters the common room with a book in his hand. "Scrooge decided to stay here for Christmas I see," Leona snorts, causing Draco to look up at us.
He walked over to us with a bored expression, "I see you're not welcomed home again. And you? Homeless or just accompanying your lost friend?" My eyes widened before I excused his words, not in the mood to talk to him.
"His boyfriend's went back home so he's been salty these past couple of days. Finally comes out of his cocoon," Leona whispered to me.
I held in my chuckle as Draco flicked Leona's head, "It's Christmas and I'm hungry. Not that I owe you an explanation." We rolled our eyes as he left.
"Come on," Leona clapped her hands as she got up. I looked at her weirdly. "Dinner? Come on," she groaned and dragged me on the floor until I got up.
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"Leona, I don't even like meat," I groaned. She somehow convinced me to come into the Great Hall and eat, there was surprisingly not that many people here. Of course, Draco forced himself to sit with us which was uncomfortable.
Leona rolled her eyes as she glanced at Draco who was keeping in his laughter. "You've sucked Draco's meat, this is just tastier," she shrugged and shoved the fork in my mouth.
My eyes widened but I swallowed the food down, regretting ever apologising to her. Draco's cheeks turned red but he went back to his book, trying to ignore us.
Not wanting to hear any more of Leona's disgusting commentary, I open my journal and draw whilst I take small bites. "Oh my-" I heard her gasp, I looked up to see her staring at someone.
