VI

Cassiopeia woke up at the break of the dawn, writing a letter to Narcissa to tell her what had happened and how a boy – who she'd been careful not to name – had saved her from Aleksandar. Lucius would probably take care of him, and the girl put her attention carefully on asking her mother to send something for her to give to the boy. Some cakes and sweets, nothing too elaborate or everyone would know she was the one gifting them to him.

When she visited Professor Snape, he assured the young Malfoy lady that Aleksandar would be sent back to Durmstrang in less than a couple of hours and dealt with. When breakfast time came, she received an owl back from her mother with a package and a worried letter that she reminded herself to respond to later. Draco had also gotten a letter, his one much longer than his sister's. He simply closed it and saved it for a later reading.

When Cassiopeia finished eating, feeling some heavy eyes from the Durmstrang students all over her skin, she walked to her dorm to write down a letter and set up George Weasley's gift. She quickly sent it with an owl and ran back to where he was to try and see his reaction.

"What's up with him?" Ron elbowed Fred on his ribs, pointing to George with a confused face.

Their brother had his head in the clouds since the previous night. He had said something about helping a girl out after the ball but didn't mention her name or whether she was from Hogwarts or just a visitor from one of the foreign schools. He also didn't say what he had done to help her, but if it was that fixed on his mind, it probably was something quite meaningful.

The Weasleys all became silent as a large owl entered and dropped a large box right in front of George, missing his hand for mere centimetres.

Cassiopeia was just far enough away to watch as everyone turned to see what had happened. Weasley's brothers and sister were the ones the widest eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of anything while he opened the package.

George was completely surprised while he pulled the things from inside the box. A 'Broomstick Servicing Kit', a new pair of gloves that looked like they were worth more than a whole outfit his parents could get him, and lots of sweets. Several boxes of Every Flavour Beans, pudding, many chocolate frogs, pumpkin pasties, and so many other things he'd never be able to eat it all anytime soon. It was like a candy shop just for himself.

"What's all that?" Ron exclaimed. "Did the owl give it to the wrong person? This can't possibly be for you."

He picked a small note just as his brother spoke. It was too much, his mother wouldn't send him all that. His parents couldn't even afford that. This had to be a mistake.

But it wasn't.

' Thank you for being my hero, George Weasley.'

He didn't even realise he had the stupidest smile on his face when he realised where that'd come from. Honestly, he couldn't keep you out of his mind since the moment he left you in the dungeons. He hadn't even slept thinking if you were okay.

"Well?" Ron insisted. "Who's it for?"

George raised his eyes to him, surprised for a moment.

"Oh. It's for me," he shook the note slightly and folded it before hiding it away from the others. "It's… Uh… It's from..."

"His Damsel in Distress," Fred added. "George played hero yesterday. That's his thanks letter."

George felt his ears reddening and Ginny giggled. Everyone seemed very surprised by the revelation.

"What's her name?" she questioned. "Is she from Hogwarts? Do we know her?"

But he didn't respond, just putting his thing back into the box.

"I'm not talking about her," he finally affirmed. "It's nothing, okay. I just helped and she is thanking me."

They exchanged looks, but no one said anything else. Fred was the only one who knew anything about Cassiopeia Malfoy and her impact on his life.

Silently, George made a note to himself to ask Molly for something for Cassiopeia before school came back to its usual routine. Nothing like a sweater, she would never wear anything like that.

Maybe a green or grey scarf. Maybe she'd wear something like that.

Yes… He'd just need to tell Molly to be discreet.