Parchment 31: We Own Horses?

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I have never run out a room that fast in my entire life. We have horses! Real horses! I sound like a child on Christmas morning but I've always wanted to own, ride and train horses.

"Miss, I have a riding outfit planned for you, it's on your bed," Theresa says pointing to the outfit on my bed laid out ever so carefully.

"Oh my goodness thank you!" I squeal giving Theresa a huge hug. She doesn't react right away but then slowly hugs me back.

"Your welcome Miss," she opens the door and I dive in at the clothes and start taking my current ones off, "Mistress told me about the horses and how you and Draco will get use to each other soon.."

"Get use to each other? What did she mean by that?" I ask sticking my head out of the four tall rectangles, with a design that resembles water painted on it.

"I'm not sure, it was something Draco's father said, I didn't catch it but I believe he fancies you." I let out a loud and very ungraceful laugh that sound like pigs snorting.

"Draco Malfoy? Fancying me? Yeah that's not happening in a million years, he likes another girl I think, believe it or not." I say pulling the black tank top over my head.

I don't know if that's true but let's just go with it.

"Well, if that's what you think, but Mason says differently, and he has been around Draco more, since guys are good with other guys than girls.." Theresa lightly laughs as she starts to put different clothes away.

"I can agree with that," I say coming out from behind the cascading waterfall, "how do I look?" I ask striking some model poses and working on my catwalk. Though it's very painful to do.

"Delightful, ready for riding, shall I take you and your guest to the stable?" Theresa asks opening the door, nodding my head we both head out. Not more than a stones throw way is Draco, with his riding outfit on and a whip by his side.

"Ah, your here,"

"Of course, how could I not?" I say sarcastically, earning a laugh out of Draco. Which makes me kind of happy and warm on the inside.

"Thank you Theresa for escorting us to the stables, it's a very helpful thing to both of us," Draco says with a tiny hand gesture. Theresa gives a smile as we three go down the stairs and outside.

I feel the sun glazing over my skin, the fresh air against my face as it blows through the trees surrounding us. Taking in a deep breath I open my eyes to see all around me, green trees of multiple heights and scents. The smell and sensation of woods.

"I've missed the sun. I guess I have missed being outside.." I mumble, Theresa gives a small giggle as we find ourselves in front of a stable. The excitement in me continues to grow, I'm almost at the overflowing stage in this process.

"Now, as we enter the horses may be frightened, Mason comes in here sometimes and gives them a light scare, but he earned it his last time, a broken nose and bruised eye." I let out a scoff at the miniature story. That was fantastic, he so deserves it.

Entering in the realm of red wood and the smell of hay, I let out a sigh of relief.

"So, Theresa, do you know-"

"Which one is Draco's? Yes," Theresa turns to him and points down the hall with lit lanterns, "on the right, second horse, name is Oliver."

"Thank you ever so much," he says giving a small bow before he starts walking, following the fragile lanterns to guide him.

"Now, your mothers horse is here," Theresa lifts her hand to a golden mare, an absolutely beautiful creature with pure grace and elegance. "Her name is, get this, Renee, her mothers middle name if you didn't know that."

I stand there with a face that means 'when-can-I-see-my-horse?'.

"O-oh I'm sorry, here follow me," Theresa grabs my hand and takes me through the stalls that are filled with horses. I didn't know we had that many, it's over a dozen. Who would even ride the ones that aren't being used. Ah, I have the answer. Me.

"Here, this is where your quarters are at, close your eyes now,"

"Really? We have to do this?"

"Absolutely! Now, close them." I follow her orders and close my eyes. The sound of clinking metal and four hooves comes to my ears. My happiness is at its highest right now and I just want to see this beast!

She grabs my hand and lays it on the neck of the horse, I unconsciously start to rub my hand over the strong neck.

"Can I open them now?"

"I guess, though he isn't bridled all the way," I open up. I feel the air get taken away from my lungs, there in front of me is a black mustang.

"Oh my, no way, I just, I don't know what to say!" I say quietly, trying not to give the horse a reason to be spooked by my presence.

"Oh, I quite believe that, your mother mentioned something about it and that is what she got you, a brilliant horse isn't he. Did you read his name plate?" I shake my head at her question. Leaning over I take a glance at the golden plate, I see the name, his name.

"King, a suitable a name for him.."

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Under five minutes I have King saddled up and ready for a ride, with Draco sadly. That's one thing I would want out of the equation but, just maybe I'll enjoy his presence this time.

Taking the reins in my hands I lead King out of the stable, he starts to get in a playful mood and pushes my shoulder as we walk outside to the grass.

"I'm glad your as excited as I am," I say to him, mounting is always easy for me, though not when I was little, short legs are terrible in those conditions.

I slide around in the saddle, getting comfortable with King and the position I will be in for a few hours. This is going to be a great day..

Another pair of hooves catch my attention, I turn to see who it is. Though I know it can and is only one person.

"Your here Draco, I was starting to wonder where you could be, for it doesn't take that long to get a horse ready.." He gives a sour stare and I think I get the piece to this puzzle.

"Oh, Oliver causing trouble?"

"No."

"Not finding the right equipment?"

"No." I go through the list in my head, those are the only two that I could possible think of dealing with the horse.

"Was it something you did?"

"Let's just ride.." He huffs trotting off into the forest. I give a small kick to King and he starts off, I find myself smiling at what I came up with.

Answer. It was the rider.

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