This is it!

Oh I hope you show up otherwise I'll blow the walls up and get you by myself.
Never-ever was Miseria so upset at anyone else besides herself. She looked at the huge clock. It was ten o'clock in the morning and students who stayed at Hogwarts for christmas holidays were already going to have some breakfast. Miseria sighed quietly. She wasn't even hungry; her insides were filled with anger towards Mira.

How dared she leave her without any notes? Without telling her anything about her plans. Oh. At the beginning they were besties – they were always together, and while their friendship Miseria really didn't care in which house she was and how other people thought about her. Mira was her friend, her best friend, and... Oh good lord, she was so upset and sad! She even bought her a present hoping that it would bring her back. She had the christmas present with her right now, and hopefully, if she'd hold back her emotions, she could hand it over nicely with polite words.

“Oh come on...“ she jumped on her spot. Despite the fact that she was standing inside the school, it was still cold in there. And with her casual clothes (which she wore for the first time) she felt almost like naked. And so small. Combat boots made her look taller and more woman-like, but now she looked like a little fourteen-fifteen year old teenager who got lost in the middle of the old castle. "You better show up..." she murmured to herself and looked at the students who came from the dungeons. Some of them were Hufflepuffs and the other's were Slytherins who avoided her housemates.

Mira was finally headed for breakfast. She had started getting out of bed earlier again to go for a sunrise run before she started her day. The feeling of being active and taking a non-magic approach to her beauty and health had been putting Mira in a good place. It was the knowledge that she could make a change in herself if she was just motivated enough. Those muggles were useless in many ways, but they sure were right about the zen effect of running. After the run, Mira had taken a quick dip into the freezing great lake. Though she could feel the cold seeping into her skin it felt good. She swam all the time in ice water when she was in Bulgaria. In a twisted way it reminded her of home.

On the walk back to the castle the slight wind had done a successful job of mostly drying her hair out but it still felt a little damp on her head. The rest of her was, luckily, more put together. She still wasn't sure about the shoes though. They were not only a bit tall but very bright pink and visible to just about everyone. Mira tended to stay away from bold pieces of clothing with the intent that she would let her face be the main focus of her looks. But even since Mira had met a certain Hufflepuff she had been feeling a little more free to jump (literally) out of her comfort zone and try the new and unexpected. At least until they had stopped being friends.

Mira still wasn't completely sure what had happened. One second they were best friends, the next they weren't speaking at all. No, wait, Mira did know. It was her fault. She was the one who had stopped talking to Miseria and purposely ended their friendship. Mira could argue she wasn't in her right mind at the time. It had been in the days after Krum and her had split and Mira had been in the peak of her anger and denial during that period. But it was still her fault. She did feel bad - honestly. But very similar to what held her back from going to Elijah to ask for a second chance (well, more like tenth) was what stopped her from making a gesture of apology towards Miseria. Now more than ever her giant ego and pride were holding her back. Not only did she loose her true love, but also the only person who made her feel truly, amazingly, happy. She had gotten closer to Miseria in the few months they had been best friends than she had to Athena in all of the years they had been best friends.

Making her way through the entrance hall Mira spotted a figure just standing there. Speak of the devil. It was Miseria. She seemed to be waiting for someone, but that could just be her perception of the scene. As the girl was probably furious with her it seemed like the best idea to just avoid eye contact and keep moving into the great hall, even if it was right past her. So Mira proceeded to try to do just that.

Oh good lord, could it really be that Mira stayed in the dungeons? Good lord, she didn't even know how to get into the damn common room, not to mention the password that they used. If they had one. She sighed as she looked through the students. Damn, there were too many blonde haired girls who looked so alike, but she had to admit that none of them looked like Mira. Yes, all of them looked like pale angels, but in her eyes Mira was the brightest. Maybe it was just because of their strong friendship? Even while being angry at the slytherin, she was simply unable not to forgive her the way she abandoned her.

And then she finally spotted her. Imediately she felt joy filling her. She knew that Mira saw her, too, but then she decided to avoid her. “Oh no you don't!“ she gasped loudly, voice now reflecting the anger that she was still feeling. Miseria scowled and rushed forward. She pushed students out from her way, making them throw offending words towards her, but she ignored all of them. When she got close enough, she grabbed Mira's shoulder and basically turned her around with all the strenght that she had. “And where do you think you're going?“ she asked.

For some students it looked like it was going to be a great fight. Two pureblood girls face to face and one of them looking quite angry, furious even, but she couldn't control herself; a soft smile appeared on her face as she looked in Mira's eyes, her face, hair, even those pale pink lips that always formed into one of her favourite smiles.

Just as she was trying to slip past Mira felt a hand firmly clamp on her shoulder. That was one of the things that had originally attracted her to Mis. Unlike most people she didn't act like Mira was a delicate China doll. She hadn't treated her any different than those rowdy Gryffindorks. Mira felt the people stare at them now. The atmosphere was unmistakably one of a fight. Although she was sure she was disappointing a lot of excited people, Mira would flat out refuse to let any fight between her and Mis come to a duel. If there was one single person who she couldn't bring herself to hurt, it was Miseria. As she was ripped around her face her friend Mira was preparing to remove Miseria's hand from her shoulder with the least pain while still looking like a tough b!tch. If Mis refused to let her go Mira still had her precious reputation to uphold. 

But then their eyes met and their gaze held. After what felt like forever (but was probably not even a second) the corners of Mis's lips curled up into a smile. Mira wasn't really sure what the Hufflepuff found amusing about this situation. But even with everyone looking just seeing that smile made Mira want to laugh happily. She bit her lip to stop any stray giggles from emerging in the most undignified fashion but she couldn't hold back the smile that had formed. Everything about Mis was perfect in that moment. Her bold clothing, jet black hair, and bight beckoning eyes. And that perfectly wonderful smile. Screw Athena, Vivian, Viktor, and even the son himself. Mira Anderson loved her best friend and it would take an army to get her to give her up. 

"Well.." Mira said raising her eyebrows. "I was going to get some breakfast.. Have you eaten yet?" The invitation hung in the air. It was strange, Mira was never the one to make the first offering of peace. She normally waited until the other party begged for her forgiveness until she took them back. But something told Mira that Mis wasn't really the begging type. As they stood their Mira knew they must have looked like quite a pair. Mis was so dark, Mira so white. Mis so warm and bright, Mira so closed off and moody. She wondered what people thought of the match sometimes. But sometimes she didn't really care. Because for once she felt confident in her choice of companion being the right one.

OOC: Mira sounds like she's in love XD they are obviously soulmates. Only different.

Miseria’s heart almost jumped when she saw Mira finally smiling back at her. For a moment she was afraid that Slytherin would push her away. Or even worse – insult her like other ones would do. She was holding her breath when their gaze met, and she felt really strange urge to run away, and maybe even cry in a corner. She was really afraid that after all what they’ve been through, Mira didn’t want to be with her anymore.
She looked around with a smile on her face, looking rather stupid. What she found amusing in this situation? The extreme and beautiful nothing! She was just too happy to see Mira to realize that there were people staring, hoping for one of the girls to start a conflict between them. But instead, both of the girls stared silently at each other.

When Mira spoke, the whole entrance hall echoed with Miseria’s laughter when she heard blonde’s answer. “Want me to feed you?“ she asked. It was more of an offer, actually. Then, she suddenly grabbed Mira’s hand and forced her to come with her, making her to walk into the great hall where supper was already on the tables. “Mm! Waffles and rainbow colored cupcakes!“ she hummed to herself when they marched through the hall. Since most of the tables were empty, and there was plenty of room for all the students, and even more, Miseria pushed Mira on one bench. They were quite far away from the other students.

Before taking a seat, she looked around, making sure that no one dared to come close to them. She’d rip those monkeys appart! She wanted to talk only with Mira and no one else. Finally, she took a seat and took one banana flavored cupcake from the plate and offered it to Mira:“Eat, my child!“ Her eyes were bright with happiness and excitement. She’d already forgotten about her bad mood, her anger towards Mira. Everything was replaced with cheer, joy and true warmth. God, how she missed her pretty Slytherin! She wanted to know everything. Why she had left her? Where had she been, with whom had she been and whatsoever.

Mira felt simply giddy with joy. In a few seconds she had gotten her best friend back without any pain at all. After months things had just automatically snapped back to how they had been before. For the 1000th time Mira wished that Mis was in Slythirin. They would have been friends much sooner and bunkmates for seven years now. Hogwarts would have been a much happier place if her Hufflepuff had been a child of the snake. But even now, school already felt more liberating. Mira was laughing with exhilaration as Miseria pulled her into the great hall to eat. In her opinion rainbow cupcakes sounded like a potions experiment gone wrong but she didn't voice this out loud. For now, she would eat almost anything to maintain this happy feeling that had filled the air around them.

Luckily the cupcake that was shoved in her direction Mira recognized to be banana. One of her favorites, after raspberry and cinnamon-sugar. Taking it gratefully she peeled off the piece of paper on the bottom and took a bite. After her run and swim any energy and calories felt like a slice of heaven. The cake was still warm and had a few melted chocolate chips scattered in it. Mira would have been more than content to sit in silence and eat her muffin but when she looked over at her friend her expression was clear. She wanted to talk. A tiny feeling of dread grew in her stomach. Miseria was the last person she wanted to know about her last glorious failure. How she had acted and what she had become in these last few months shamed Mira now, minutes later. Had she really returned to that petty, materialistic, b!tch from before Elijah and Miseria had come into her life? Yes, she had. Now it was time to face her punishment. 

Setting the half eaten cupcake down Mira smiled a bit sadly over at Mis. "Hey, I'm really sorry, Mis. You shouldn't forgive me like this. I don't deserve it." She shrugged. It was true. Mira Anderson was probably the worlds worst friend now. But there had to be a way to make it up to her. The list of things Mira would do over if she had the chance was a bit scary. It was almost everything. Everything besides jumping off a certain bridge. 

OOC: Sorry it's wicked late. It's finals coming up so we have a bunch of work. Ugh.