Accalia Hope Lupin-Black (Or Black-Lupin) Daughter of Cassandra Lupin and Regulus Black. Has her mum's joy but with her dad's anger. As kindhearted as her mum, but as cunning as her dad. Her dad's loyalty, and her mum's short-temper. Her dad's arti...
Accalia was starting to question howshe had gotten to this point. She wondered how she and Draco had gotten to this point in their lives.
The past few days have been dreadful for Harry and everyone around him. Everyone that wasn't a Gryffindor was not a fan of one half of their Champions.
It made sense why the Hufflepuffs weren't, Cedric was their champion and they figured they finally wouldn't get overshadowed, yet they were. Ravenclaw, despite always staying neutral when it came to Gryffindor and Slytherins, chose Hufflepuff's side, which, to Accalia, was expected as the two houses usually stuck together. Slytherin on the other hand seemed to make it their personal mission to give Gryffindor's—Harry's life absolute hell.
The leader of that is no other than Draco Malfoy.
Accalia was already in a bad mood. She hadn't slept well in weeks, with constant nightmares that woke her up in a cold sweat. What was worse was that she couldn't even remember what the nightmare was, all she knew was that it was no good.
On top of that, her head was hurting all day, every day it was starting to drive her insane. She could barely focus in her lessons and had gotten to the point that Antonio was about to drag her to Madam Pomfrey's he saw her wince and grab her head one more time.
It didn't help that she was bouncing between Harry and Hermione, Ron, and her Hufflepuff friends.
She was exhausted, it was evident to anyone that paid attention. Which were just her four Hufflepuff friends—Cedric, Noah, Thomas, and Antonio. Antonio was close to making her take her potion so she'd finally sleep but Noah had stopped him. He was practically shitting himself at how nervous and concerned he was for Accalia, but the girl would simply wave it off a claim she was fine.
