Chapter 20: Part Two
A short latter half of a chapter. You must forgive us for not answering Guestbooks tonight, we are busy preparing for a trip to Canada in two weeks, so things are a bit hectic. Enjoy nonetheless!
The next day found Ivy and Osanna asleep next to each other in bed. Osanna awoke first; she stretched fluidly and smirked at Ivy who was still asleep, snoring softly with a pillow over her head. Osanna chuckled to herself and was about to get up and make herself some coffee when she heard Ivy mutter something.
"What?" Osanna asked, automatically assuming Ivy was now awake, albeit not completely.
She did not reply and Osanna quirked her brows a bit bemused, she leaned down closer to her friend's face to see if she could understand her.
"D-draco..." came the murmur from beneath the pillow, it was soft and subdued, but there was no mistaking what Ivy had just said.
Osanna bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud; she simply could not believe what Ivy had just said! She smirked and grabbed the pillow from her friend's head and promptly hit her as hard as she could with it.
Ivy jumped up from her haze of sleep, sitting bolt upright as if someone had poked her with a hot iron.
"WHAT? WHAT?" She muttered, looking around the room in confusion. Osanna giggled and Ivy turned to her, she glanced at the pillow, then back to Osanna and rolled her eyes.
"Oh yes, VERY amusing, I suppose there's a good reason you did that?" she asked, fumbling on the nightstand for a cigarette.
Osanna handed her one. "You were talking in your sleep!"
"Was I?" Ivy asked, sounding as if she didn't quite believe it.
Osanna nodded, a wry, half-smile forming on her lips. "Oh yes."
"What was I sa...."
Osanna interrupted in an amused voice. "Draco..."
"What?" Ivy said, obviously confused. "What about him?"
Osanna shrugged. "I don't know, YOU TELL ME!"
Ivy quirked her brows. "That's what you said in your sleep." Osanna explained.
Ivy's eyes grew wise and she turned a bright crimson. "What? I did not!"
"Oh yes you di....." Osanna was cut off by a soft hooting noise on the balcony of their private veranda. "What the hell is that?" Osanna finished instead of what she had begun to say.
Ivy shrugged as Osanna arose and made her way to the balcony; on her way over she grabbed her red silk oriental robe and tossed it over her slender shoulders. She opened the door and tilted her head. Someone had sent them an owl? HERE? She took the bird on her arm and removed the letter, the owl however refused to move, Osanna immediately recognized it as one of Snape's, the letter however was addressed to Ivy. She shrugged and brought both owl and letter inside.