Narcissa's Cookies

History of Magic was the most boring class of all. Professor Binns's lectures were especially sleep-inducing; by the end of a lesson, virtually no student could keep their head from drooping.

Mia's head bobbed as she yawned ten times in no time at all. Finally, she couldn't hold out any longer and flopped onto her desk.

"Wake up, haah... Mia, class is over." Draco yawned and nudged Mia, who was still asleep. She would catch a chill if she kept sleeping here.

"Huh? Class is over?" Mia looked around in a daze. The professor had long since left, and the students were filing out of the classroom.

"Come on, let's go back and rest. You'll catch a chill here."

"Haah... okay."

The Great Hall

Mia ate dinner with her head hanging low, but she was on the verge of falling face-first into her plate. Draco wasn't sleepy anymore, and he felt a little helpless watching her like this. Before she could doze off again, he caught her face in his hand.

"Huh? Draco?" Mia felt something cool against her face and opened her eyes in confusion. Why were there two hands?

"Theodore?" She looked at the owners of the hands: Draco on her left and Theodore on her right.

"Mm." Seeing that Draco had caught Mia, Theodore withdrew his hand.

"Thanks."

"Why are you so sleepy?" Draco asked.

"Haah, maybe I didn't sleep well?" In truth, she had been practicing in the Room of Requirement too late every night, and her body was at an age when it needed sleep, so it was only natural that she was a little tired.

"Then I'll get you some sleeping potion."

As he spoke, a flock of owls flew in and dropped off packages. Some were so heavy they made the tables tremble, while a few unlucky students had theirs dropped into the food in front of them, splashing it all over them.

The owl in front of Mia was her brother's Hedwig. Neither Harry nor Mia had anyone sending them packages, but Mia had subscribed to the Daily Prophet, which let her keep up with what was happening in the wizarding world.

Mia stroked Hedwig's head and fed her some food. Hedwig stood obediently in front of her.

"Thank you, Hedwig."

"Hoo, hoo."

Mia opened the Daily Prophet. The first story was about a break-in at Gringotts.

Emmmm, it looks like Hagrid was exaggerating a little when he said Gringotts was the safest place after Hogwarts.

Meanwhile, the owl from Draco's home had brought quite a few things. He opened the package to find sweets and treats made by his mother, and he couldn't resist showing them off.

"My mother made these treats herself." As he spoke, he shared them with Goyle, Theodore, and the others, then set aside a portion for Mia.

"Try some. My mother's treats are delicious. Last time, I wrote home and told her how much you liked them, so she made these especially for you."

Seeing Draco's proud little expression, Mia smiled, accepted a treat, and put it in her mouth.

"Please thank your mother for me. I really like them. Thank you, Draco."

Draco's ears reddened. "You don't have to thank me. My mother said that if you have time, she hopes you can come to Malfoy Manor so she can host you herself."

"Okay, I'll definitely come."

Once Mia had eaten enough, she said goodbye to Draco and took the treats Narcissa had made for her and the Daily Prophet over to Harry.

"Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George."

"Good evening, Mia." Hermione beckoned Mia to sit beside her.

Ron nodded while biting into a chicken leg. His mouth was too busy to reply for the moment, while the Weasley Twins cheerfully greeted Mia.

Seeing that Mia's hands were full, Harry hurried to take some things from her.

"Why are you carrying so much?"

"Draco's mother heard that I liked her treats, so she made these especially for me."

Although Harry didn't like Draco and the two of them played tricks on each other, he was still grateful for Narcissa's kindness.

Mia had never actually seen them play tricks on each other. Draco disliked Harry, but he didn't want to put Mia in a difficult position, so he only competed with Harry in private. Harry didn't tell Mia either, because although Draco wasn't friendly toward him, he took good care of Mia.

"Oh, right, I came over to show you this." She handed Harry the Daily Prophet, and Hedwig flew from Mia's head onto his.

"Gringotts robbed, Vault 713 broken into?" Harry immediately thought of the thing Hagrid had taken from there.

"Look, Neville got a Remembrall!" A student nearby caught Mia's attention.

"I read about those in a book. If you've forgotten something, the smoke turns red." No sooner had Hermione finished explaining than the Remembrall turned red.

"But I've forgotten what I forgot." Neville looked utterly bewildered.

"Maybe you'll remember after a while?" Mia sometimes forgot things too, but she could remember them after a little while. Of course, to keep herself from forgetting again and delaying anything important, she wrote down the things she needed to do.

"I should go back. Good night, Harry. Neville, I hope you remember soon. Goodbye, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George." It was time for Mia to get a good rest too. She had Flying Class tomorrow, and driving while tired could easily lead to accidents.

"Thank you, Mia. Goodbye."

"Good night, Mia."