I woke up in a pile of limbs (that were thankfully connected to bodies)

"Eumph." I groaned as I pushed a foot away from my face. I squinted at the tall windows and raised a hand to my forehead to block the beam of light that had decided to be a bitch and shoot itself directly into my eyes.

Still woozy with sleep, I stuck my middle finger out at the light and smiled smugly. That'd show the dumb sun.

"Did you just flip off the sun?" I heard a slightly gravelly voice next to me and turned to see Draco pushing back his sleep-ruffled hair. Thank god for morning voices.

"It wasn't being nice." I defended myself. "And now I'm hungry. Pancakes?"

"Yeah, I'd love some," He replied, stretching his arms out and yawning. "Lemme just head upstairs and change real fast."

I got to my feet and walked towards the kitchen carefully because I was wearing socks and the floors were hardwood. And I had no wish to go hurtling into the granite countertop.

"Bum bum...bum bum...We're fuckin in the car, shootin heroine, sayin controversial things just for the hell of it," I hummed to myself, putting in my earbuds and playing Love It If We Made It by the 1975.

"Something somethin innocent, suffocate the black man," I grabbed flour and chocolate chips from the fridge. (I make my pancakes with chocolate chips. Sue me.)

I started mixing the ingredients together in a large bowl and swayed my hips back and forth to the beat. I was still wearing the flannel shorts and tank top that I'd put on before falling asleep.

I realized that it was strange for me to be in such a good mood after being assaulted only the night before, but I was trying my hardest to forget about it and just enjoy the rest of my vacation

"Oh! Fuck your feelings," I mumbled along to the rest of the sentence. I tended to know the tunes to songs, just not all the words. So sometimes I just made up my own lyrics.

"And I'd love it if we made it...yes I'd love it if we made it," I sang along to the chorus, trying to keep my voice hushed so I wouldn't wake everyone else up.

I accidentally dropped a chocolate chip and bent down to grab it, arching my back and flipping my hair back when I rose up in a dance move I'd seen on some random YouTube video.

"AND POISON ME DADDY," I threw my head back dramatically and sang the line loudly, forgetting to be quiet. What can I say, the song got me pumped.

I looked over at the boys on the floor and relaxed when I saw none of them had woken up.

Little did I know, I had a captivated audience that had returned from upstairs after getting changed.

I got out a pan and mixed the batter one more time for good measure before pouring the small circles into it.

I took a couple quick steps so I had enough push to slide along the floor to the fridge. I got out the eggs and spun back to my cooking station.

"Something something degradation, something something masturbation," I sang freely, not worrying about knowing the lyrics.

"I moved on her like a BITCH," I flipped over the pancakes that I thought looked ready and smiled in satisfaction when I saw that they were cooked evenly.

"THANK YOU KANYE VERY COOL," I whisper shouted the lyrics as I shook my hips to the beat dramatically.

"Ahh, good. My tasty food children." I stacked the pancakes on a giant plate, and the smell began wafting over to the sleeping beauties.

I turned around to grab some whipping cream for the pancakes and when I turned around, Draco was standing directly in front of me.

I gasped and put a hand to my chest, dropping the can of whipped cream in the process. I couldn't help but be reminded of what Jack had done to me, and how I had been cornered in this very kitchen just last night. The only difference was, it was much more welcome this time.

"I'm so sorry, Y/n!" He looked adorably worried and bent down to pick up the can, handing it back to me.

"It's fine," I reassured him, "It's just...Jack. You know."

His face turned stony. "I know. I swear, if I see that kid at school I'm punching his face in."

I laughed and ruffled his pale hair, "You're sweet and I'm fine. Don't get in trouble for me."

I hadn't noticed that one of my tank top straps had fallen down my shoulder, exposing the mark that Jack had left on my collarbone.

Draco looked even more murderous, if that was possible and touched the bruise lightly so he wouldn't hurt me.

"Look at what that rat did to you." He growled. He took his wand out and muttered, "Episkey," making the mark fade almost completely.

"Thanks Drakey." I murmured and he relaxed visibly.

He leaned against the counter and I heard the usual cockiness in his voice come into his voice again. "By the way, I really enjoyed the singing and dancing. Particularly that thing you did with your hips..."

I glared at him and swatted him with an oven mitt. "You saw me? You saw...that?!"

"Did I ever." He closed his eyes and pretended to sigh while remembering my 'performance'.

"You are so dead!" I chased after him and he took off running with a loud laugh.

He headed towards the living room and jumped over the group of people on the floor, but I forgot that he happened to have much longer legs than I did.

I tripped and fell on top of Cedric, who woke up with a confused look on his face that morphed into a smirk.

He wrapped his muscled arms around me and flipped me so he was hovering over me.

"Well, this is certainly a nice way to be woken up."

I blushed and I could feel the electricity flow through us as we locked eyes.

"Oh, get off of her you pervert." Ron scoffed, pulling Cedric up off of me.

I jumped to my feet and clapped my hands together, watching as everyone else began to stir. "So...pancakes anyone?"

I was almost run over by a stampede, but managed to maintain my balance.

-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-

It was the first day back at classes in Hogwarts and for once, I wasn't in a shitty mood in the morning.

I put on a blazer and skirt, and pulled on my house socks.

Once I had walked into the bathroom, I pulled out my smoothly polished wand and concentrated.

"Alright, first attempt at a hair spell...here we go!" I waved my wand and focused on the style I wanted.

I watched in glee as I saw my hair section itself off and twist into two dutch braids.

"It worked!" I pumped a fist in the air and grinned. There's nothing better than starting a day off with a little success. Sadly, this would be the only thing that would go right the rest of the day.

Thankfully, I wouldn't have to see Jack until tomorrow because I didn't have Potions today. I had no plans of even acknowledging his existence, and I'm going to talk to Snape before class to see if I can get a seat change.

I hoisted my leather book bag on my shoulder and walked to the top of the stairs that led from the girls dorms to the common room. You know what? I don't feel like going down stairs tonight.

I took a deep breath. "Harry! Help!!" I saw him dash into the common room and look around for me.

"Y/n? Where are you?"

"The girls dorms, come quickly!" I tried to make my voice sound pitiful.

"I'm coming!" He started to climb the stairs, and they immediately morphed into a smooth marble slide.

I sat at the top and slid down, making sure to hold my skirt in place. I stopped neatly at the bottom and got to my feet, giggling at Harry's bemused face.

"Jesus Y/n, I thought you were actually in trouble!" He admonished me, but he was obviously relieved that I was safe.

I had to say, I felt slightly guilty for tricking him, but I really wanted to take the slide.

"Sorry Harry!" I looked up at him and gave him my best puppy dog eyes.

His stern facade cracked and he grinned. "Next time, just ask me."

I smiled back at him and hooked my arm around his so we could walk to class together. "Deal."

-/-/-/-/-/-/-

I normally liked rain. But not when it was pelting into my eyes at fuckall miles per hour, and I was on a broom. Quidditch practice was at 5 pm today, which just so happened to be the same time that a large storm hit.

After half an hour of trying desperately not to fall off of the slippery wood and having to shout at everyone over the wind and rain, I yelled at Oliver for a break.

"Oli, we can't get anything done like this! Let's just reschedule."

He pulled up next to me. "You're probably right." He flew into the middle of the pitch and blew his whistle for everyone to land.

Once I was safely on the ground, I made a beeline for the hot showers. My teeth were chattering and my robe was soaked, so I threw it off as soon as I got in and grabbed a towel.

I almost moaned when the hot water hit my back, and I took my own sweet time enjoying the shower.

Feeling refreshed, I wrapped my towel around myself and stepped out, only to be barreled into by Fred and George, who for some unknown reason decided to sprint around inside the co-ed bathrooms.

I shrieked and clutched my towel tighter.

"Sorry Y/n!" They yelled simultaneously. They stayed in the same place however, and had identical smirks on their faces as they observed me in my state of...undress.

"Get out?" I pointed at the door and they left with a wink.

I sighed and went to the mirror to detangle my hair.

These boys would be the death of me.

A/N: Sorry for infrequent updates , I've been dealing with a ton of school-related stress and it's really affected my mental health so this is my way of procrastinating!