From the Stars to the Stars → Draco Malfoy

iii. Lynx

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     The room that Dumbledore provided Orion for her ballet training was not much, it was located on the seventh floor, not too big but not too small either. There was a white grand piano on the corner facing the big wall of mirror, along with several instruments like cello, violin, three different sizes of harps, and a lyre sitting beside each other. There was also a table with a big record player on top, clearly for the music when no one is there to play the instruments. The room was quite beautiful, but it was obvious that this was an unused room that Dumbledore turned into a ballet room, and it was enough for Orion. However, Dumbledore was not completely sure about the idea of letting Orion's ballet teacher into Hogwarts, because of the fuss from the ministry, so for now, training with herself is more than enough, at least she had room to finally let herself out and stretch.

     Orion let Cepheus and Cassiopeia know where she went right after their first Hogsmeade weekend, she was still annoyed with Draco that she refused to go with them to Hogsmeade at first, but Cepheus and Cassiopeia made sure that it was just going to be the three of them, that is until Draco decided to ruin that and joined them when they were at the Zonko's Joke Shop. Orion left them after their visit to Zonko's and went with Cho and Marietta back to the castle.

     Orion was just done with stretching and was about to take off her soft ballet slippers to change into her pointe shoes when the door of the room opened abruptly and a tall figure came into the room. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Orion on her mat.

     "Merlin's sake, why are you always everywhere?" Draco murmured while looking at Orion in disbelief. Before Orion could say anything he turned around and left the room.

     "That git," Orion whispered under her breath and continued to take off her ballet slippers. She was just about to put her pointe shoes on when the door opened for the second time.

     "God, can't I just practice in peace?" she snapped at whoever opened the door.

     A curly-headed figure came into the room, looking at her apologetically, and laughed when he saw how frustrated she looked.

     "Sorry, I thought you were someone else," said Orion when she realized it was Cepheus that came into the room.

     "Was someone here?" Cepheus chuckled while taking a seat beside her.

     "No, no, just someone looking for a room," Orion shrugged, leaving her pointe shoes.

     "You said you wanted to talk, are you okay?" Cepheus asked when he saw Orion let go of her pointe shoes and walked to the ballet barres, then putting her leg up to do another stretching.

     "I don't even know," she said in hushed tones.

     "Orion, what's wrong?" Cepheus asked again now with a hint of worry in his voice.

     Orion was never one to talk about her feelings to anyone, the only person that she ever let to see her side of emotion was Cepheus. Merely because Cepheus is the calmest person that she ever knew, or Marcel, which is Cepheus' father and basically her uncle.

     "I saw him the other day," she said. "I asked Professor Lupin to practice with the boggart, and it turned into him."

     Cepheus can feel his breath stopping for a moment. Another thing about Orion is that she rarely talks about her father. She talks about her mother from time to time, merely just some nice memories she has of her, that she still has.

     "Orion, do you want me to owl Aunt Freya? Or my dad?" Cepheus stood up and walked to her, trying to comfort her in some sort of way.

     Orion sighed, for what feels like the tenth time today. "No, I want to talk to you, actually, if you're fine with that."