"Advices."

-WAKING UP THE NEXT MORNING, ADHARA FELT MORE AT HOME AND AT PEACE THAN EVER. That was concerning, since she was in Potter-Black manor. She slowly opened her eyes, noticing the girl in her arms.

Her own arms were around the girl, who was asleep on her chest.

Hermione.

Adhara closed her eyes, wanting to savor the moment for a minute longer.

Unfortunately, she remembered Ron.

   So, out of respect, Adhara slowly untangled herself from Hermione and quickly got changed for the day, glancing at the sleeping figure on her bed every once in a while.

She went into the bathroom and brushed her hair, then brushed her teeth. When she was done, she quietly left the bathroom and her bedroom, and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.

Adhara was too deep in thought to notice the silence in the kitchen. She felt her heart hammering in her chest at the thought of what happened a few minutes ago. Even though the two girls slept on opposite sides with their backs turned to each other, Adhara still woke up with Hermione in her arms.

Oh, what Adhara would give for that every night.

"Where's everyone?" She finally asked when she noticed the empty table. She grabbed a plate, awaiting an answer from her godbrother, while she put some scrambled eggs onto the said plate.

Harry was merely staring at her in shock. "It's only seven in the morning, Addie. How're you awake?"

Adhara seemed confused herself. But he was right. It was seven in the morning.

She slowly turned to him in suspicion. "Why are you awake, Harold?"

Harold.

Harry gave her a lopsided grin. "Well, if you want to know so bad, I actually snuck into Malfoy manor, into your brother's bedroom and we—"

Adhara put the plate on the table and closed her ears. "I don't want to know!" She immediately exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes. "We actually stayed up playing card games all night, but alright. I dunno what you thought I would say." He mumbled, knowing exactly what she thought.

She gave him a glare and started eating her breakfast.

He stood up when he was done and exclaimed, "Goodnight, Addie!" And left the kitchen to go to his bedroom.

"It's seven in the morning," muttered Adhara to herself, shaking her head. She continued to eat her breakfast, deep in thought. She was so deep in thought to the point she was merely moving the food on her plate with her fork, forgetting to eat it after a while.

"What's got you so distracted this morning?" The voice she was in love with snapped her out of her thoughts.

Adhara looked up immediately, freezing at the sight of the other girl. Hermione was too busy getting a plate and putting some bacon and eggs onto it to notice. She did, however, notice when she sat down across from the girl.

"What?" She asked in confusion.

Adhara shook her head immediately, almost forgetting how to talk. "Nothing," she mumbled as a reply. She hoped Hermione didn't remember or know she was in Adhara's arms the whole night, because she didn't want Hermione to feel guilty since she was in a relationship with someone else.

So, Adhara had planned to not tell her. She would keep it to herself, instead of hurting her and Ron both. As much as Adhara disliked Ron Weasley, Hermione liked him, and that was enough for Adhara.

Adhara and Sirius were playing quidditch in the backyard, both of them more competitive than the other. Especially at quidditch.

Harry did not even blink when Adhara almost pushed her father off his broom.

Sirius merely exclaimed, "That's cheating!"

After scoring, Adhara turned to him and tutted, a smirk on her lips. "Are you saying you have never played dirty in quidditch, dad?" She teased, knowing the answer to that already. After all, Sirius used to be a beater during his Hogwarts days, and nobody played dirtier than a beater.

"You Slytherins always have won by cheating." He grumbled with crossed arms, glaring at his daughter with no real intensity behind it.

Adhara merely replied with a laugh and caught the quaffle again. "So? Learn how to cheat," she shot back.

Harry shook his head at their antics. He looked sideways when his friend sat down next to him. "Hello, 'Mione. Did you have a good sleep?"

Hermione blushed immediately. "Er— yes, I guess."

Harry nodded, then raised an eyebrow at her look. "Alright, spill." He turned to her fully, looking at her expectantly.

Hermione let out a deep sigh. Her eyes followed the girl on the broomstick, who was laughing and playing the game with her father. That was a new Adhara she was looking at.

"She's changed," she replied instead. "In a good way."

Harry nodded again. "That, she has." He agreed. Everyone was noticing it.

"I woke up in her arms," revealed Hermione. She knew.

Of course, she knew.

The perfume of Adhara's had followed her into her dream. So, she did not want to stop dreaming. She fell back asleep in the other girl's arms after knowing what was going on. Adhara seemed to have woken up later and left immediately.

Waking up to an empty bed that smelled like Adhara gave Hermione more flashbacks than she would've liked to admit.

His eyes widened. "You two did not—?"

"No," interrupted Hermione immediately. She let out another sigh and looked away from the girl. "No, we did not. We fought over who took the bed and matress, so we just decided to both take the bed. I didn't expect to wake up in her arms. We hadn't fallen asleep like that. We were asleep, facing away from each other, and we woke up in each other's arms."

Harry gave her a look of pity. "But, 'Mione, what about Ron?"

"Nothing happened," pointed out the girl next to him. But her eyes went back onto the girl flying on the broom. "I didn't cheat or anything. But I don't know what to do. What does this mean, Harry?"

Taking advice from Harry was probably her worst idea yet. But, Hermione only trusted him. It wasn't like she could go tell Ginny, since Ginny was Ron's sister.

"Well," started Harry slowly. "I think you should let her go, 'Mione. Ron really makes you happy, and I'm saying this as your friend, not Ron's friend, and not Adhara's godbrother. I genuinely think you should forget about Adhara, who cheated and also hurt you a lot, and focus on Ron, who was there for you through it all."

Harry was right. He made sense.

Hermione nodded, knowing he was right. She stood up and gave her friend a smile. "Thank your parents for letting me stay over. I'm going back home. My parents are expecting me."

Harry smiled at her. "Of course, 'Mione. Feel free to come anytime."