Athena Malkin wanted to say that she didn't hate many people, but she had a long run hate for Harry Potter. She hated his fan club, his ego, causing her to mostly avoid the boy. However in fifth year when she unfortunately catches his eye and he beg...
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after the fact
Athena felt herself fall into sleep that night.
Warm chest, heavy breathing, laughing.
She slipped into her recurring dream.
Smile fell onto her face as she pulled her hands through his hair.
The two were laughing, but something in her stomach felt different.
As normal the two were smiling, sun rushing through the windows hitting their faces. All though this no longer felt like a memory, this felt like a future.
because when she tilted her head upwards
expecting golden locks, and grey eyes and the soft smile she'd grown accustomed to
instead
messy raven hair pulled through her fingers
Harry smiled down at her.
Athena sat up in her bed that evening. Wiped the sweat from her brow.
In the dorm bathroom she stared at her reflection.
long disheveled hair falling across her face
What had her dream meant?
not that she didn't enjoy seeing the raven haired boy, seeing as she had just kissed him that afternoon, but she had grown so accustomed to seeing the dead seventh year, the change was a little disorienting.
