Sleepover
"No," Merula declined when Wren asked.
Wren immediately pouted, "But?"
Merula sighed, "I already said no. Are you going to stand there and harass me with that sad look?"
Wren huffed and looked around before spotting the Slytherin girl who nodded at Merula the other day. She smirked at Merula before storming over.
"Hello," Wren smiled at the Slytherin, holding up a plate of cookies. "Free cookies?"
"Thanks," the girl stated, taking a cookie. "Did you want something, Wren?"
Wren preened, "Will you come to my sleepover?"
The girl glanced at Merula and grinned, "Sure. Name's Ismelda Murk. Your Rula doesn't look too happy."
"She doesn't know how to make friends or keep the ones she does have happy," Wren huffed.
Ismelda took another cookie, "I'm sure she'll see reason soon enough, little bird. The sleepover is tonight?"
Wren beamed, "Yes! Right after dinner."
"I'll see you then, little bird," Ismelda smirked before departing.
Merula grumbled as she rejoined Wren, "What did she say?"
"I'm not telling you," Wren retorted. "I still have to invite others."
"What about your roommates?" Merula pointed out.
"They already said yes," Wren answered, heading to the stairs.
/ - / - /
Wren was practically bouncing around when it was time for the sleepover. She had made late-night snacks for later and a huge batch of cookies with Roux. Her roommates agreed to share beds so there were two extra beds for their guests.
"So why are we having a sleepover?" Tonks questioned as she set up on Penny's bed.
"Because they're fun," Wren beamed. "Staying up late and talking about whatever. Also, snacks."
Rowan smiled from atop of Wren's bed, "So do you know who is going to show up?"
Wren sat on her bed, "Badeea. She said she would try to convince Tulip and Dennis."
Chiara frowned, "Who is Dennis?"
"Her frog," Wren answered. "Merula said no but she might show up because of Ismelda."
"Aren't they both Slytherin?" Penny stated as she sat beside Wren.
Wren puffed, "Slytherin or not, everyone deserves a friend."
Roux apparated into the room and tugged on Wren's pants, "Mistress Wren, your friends are waiting outside."
"Yay!" Wren beamed. "I'll go get them."
"Anyone from Gryffindor?" Chiara asked as Wren went to the door.
"Erin Hunter," Wren replied.
/ - / - /
"Stop squishing me," Merula grumbled as Wren nuzzled up against her. "Must you be so cuddly."
Ismelda glanced at them, "So you two are really close?"
Merula rolled her eyes, "You could say that. Pass the cookies."
"Get it yourself," Ismelda smirked, grabbing a cookie for herself.
Merula tapped Wren to get off of her and heard Wren winced when she did so. "Wren?"
Wren grinned through the pain as she sat up, "I'm fine."
Merula narrowed her eyes at her friend before sighing and grabbing a cookie. Witcher hopped down from the bed and curled against Wren.
"So how did you two meet?" Erin questioned. "Wren? Merula?"
Wren rubbed Witcher's head, "Merula's 5th birthday. My parents wanted Jacob and Merula to meet."
Tonks hummed, "Why?"
"Because of the stupid notion of Purebloods marry only Purebloods," Merula huffed, taking some crisps of the platter. "Being a Pureblood didn't protect my parents. This doesn't leave the room."
"Who would believe us?" Erin giggled.
"Absolutely no one," Tulip laughed along.
"So any good secrets to share?" Ismelda smirked, glancing at Merula.
Merula shrugged, "I got nothing. Everyone knows my parents are Deatheaters."
Wren shook her head, "Nothing interesting besides a mad missing brother."
Everyone else had nothing to spill either but Wren noticed something was off with Chiara when it came to her turn to answer the question. There was a knock on their door before they heard Jane telling them it was really late and that they should sleep.
"Has your Prefect stop bothering you?" Merula questioned as they all climbed into bed, leaving Roux to clean up.
"Mostly," Wren yawned. "Still checks to make sure I'm not losing points. Roux, thanks for cleaning up."
"It's an honor to serve you, Mistress Wren," Roux replied, blowing out the candles so the girls could rest.