#zoe4

“What happens when one of us becomes captain next year?” Jennifer cackled at the thought of Barty leaving Ravenclaw in her hands. She’d never see the day, but it was hilarious to imagine. She blew out a smoke cloud above the other girls’ heads.

@zoeboot

Post concert high was a real thing, Clara thought. After the last song, and the band began packing up, the redhead could feel her skin tingling. It was like being stung by a Billywig, she felt like she was floating. Seeing her favourite band up close did wonders to her mood, and she didn’t know what she was going to do after this.

Walking out of the hall by herself, Clara looked around. She could see a few people milling about, forming groups as they got ready to go home. Not seeing Blair anywhere, she supposed the older girl chose to go with someone else; which was fine. It gave Clara the time to relive the memories in her head, and choose what she would write hom.

If this was what it felt like to to be at WWN, then she was so in for the internship offer. It would be something to do for the summer, instead of being around her parents and their fake geniality. These were ugly thoughts, not worth the brainspace. As Clara hummed 1603 under her breath, she spotted Zoe. Right, Zoe.

Clara would have asked her to the concert. Asked her out, but between their last conversation and serious case of missing each other out, the Gryffindor wasn’t sure where they stood. And she wanted to give the girl her space. But by Godric, Zoe looked so beautiful standing there and Clara just had to look. Take it all in, while she stood there awkwardly, biting on the nail of her thumb.