The Order and The Ravenclaw (A George Weasley Love Story)

The Visitors

Lyra sat curled up in bed, a book in her lap. Her cat Orion sat in the window gazing out at the garden. She watched his tail flick back and forth quickly and his eyes narrow in the reflection of the window.

There must have been a bird she thought turning back to her book. She'd have to let him out later to hunt.

But to her surprise, Orion hopped down from the window ledge and started across the room. When he was in front of the door he turned back around and sat. Looking up at her expectantly.

She closed her book abandoning it completely. "Whats up Orion? You hear something?"

His ears flicked and he looked towards the hallway. She flung off her blankets and crept out of bed. Grabbing her wand off of her nightstand. She tiptoed to the door peeking out into the hall.

She could hear voices downstairs. Her parents, but also others. Orion rubbed up against her leg and she looked down at him questioningly. Visitors? Who on earth could be visiting them this late in the evening?

He blinked at her slowly before slinking past her and down the hall. She crept back into her room silently closing the door.

Walking over to her dresser she opened the bottom drawer and out a large comfy sweater, throwing it over her tank top and shorts.

There were rats nests in her hair, and it was fairly greasy. Not wanting to take the time she threw it up in a lopsided bun. She inspected the rest of her face in the mirror above her dresser. There was makeup smudged under her eyes, which surprised her. When on earth was the last time she wore makeup?

She dug around in her trunk, which had mostly sat unpacked since the end of school, for some face wipes. Finding some she cleaned the smudges as well as she could off her face. That would have to be good enough for her parent's strange guests. With that, she opened her door and crept down the stairs.