As far as she was concerned, there was nothing special about Cassidy Winters. She's simply a girl who drinks far too much coffee than she would like to admit and reads books to escape her life as an unwanted orphan. Then, when she appears in a world...
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Cassidy's POV:
I was still fuming when Hermione returned to the table a few minutes later holding four bottles of Butterbeer.
"Can't the Order control Mundungus?" Harry demanded in a furious whisper.
"Shh!" said Hermione desperately, looking around to make sure nobody was listening.
There were a couple of warlocks sitting close by who were staring at Harry and me with great interest but just a few tables past them I caught a familiar face.
Blaise was leaning against a pillar not far away, a lazy expression across his features as he left a lollipop in his mouth.
"I'm going to be right back," I muttered while getting up from my seat, ignoring their questions of concern.
I staggered around the tables and wandering faces as I made my way over to Blaise. He took the lollipop from his mouth out when I stopped in front of him.
"I told you to watch Draco," I whispered in greeting.
"What was that all about?" He asked, gesturing toward the trio with his lollipop in hand.
"Nothing that concerns you," I retorted. "You need to watch Draco. I'm already cleaning one mess of his up, I don't want to have to do more"
"I am watching him," Blaise reassured me. "You said to make sure his mental state isn't dissolving-"
"Well, keep an eye on him because he set up a trap that could have gotten Katie Bell hospitalized," I told him.
He tilted his head slightly but gave no other sign of interest.
I couldn't help the joking smile that came across my face. "I have to say it is no surprise you and Livia are friends."
Blaise rose an eyebrow. "Yeah...Did she not tell you we dated in fourth year?"
I blinked once. Then twice.
"Uh...no...she didn't," I laughed lightly.
Blaise smirked, "Oh? Something you don't know? Don't tell me the Three-Eyed Phoenix is losing her touch."
I rolled my eyes but a teasing smile stayed. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. But seriously, keep an eye on my good ol' causing for me?"
He gave a nod before sticking the lollipop back into his mouth.
I turned away and strode toward the lady's room. I entered cautiously, wand in hand before entering, silently putting a protego spell on me just in case I were to be Imperioused right when I entered.
As expected, the spell bounced off my shield when I walked into the restrooms. I looked to see Madam Rosmerta pointing her wand at me, ready to fire the unforgivable again.
