41 Early Morning Ambiguity (2/2)

Then, Draco pounced.

...

”Nee-sama! All those years you were lying to me... You were actually lying to yourself more than to me!” A sickly looking child said.

”Gao... Lin..?” Casimir- no, Ayami said.

”Nee-same... Did you forget already? No! I won't let you forget! I will never let you forget how much of a monster you are!” Gao Lin shouted hysterically. ”You don't deserve such happiness!”

”I know.” Ayami nodded, accepting everything Gao Lin said.

”That's why...” Gao Lin smiled in a crazed manner. ”I will take away everything you love!”

Suddenly, Gao Lin started melting like wax. This time, Ayami felt panicked and rushed towards Gao Lin.

”No!” Casimir shot up from the bed and hugged the body which was pouncing towards him.

Draco was surprised. He just wanted to pounce on Casimir to wake him up by tickling him. He didn't expect this outcome at all.

Just when he was about to push Casimir off, he heard a weak voice whisper in desperation. ”Don't... Don't leave me..”

This one sentence halted Draco's actions, making him freeze. What..?

It's just a dream... Casimir took deep breaths to calm himself, his back covered in cold sweat. I'm Casimir. Not Ayami. Ayami is dead.

After a while, Casimir had finally calmed down and slowly, started letting go of Draco who was still frozen.

”Sorry... about that.” Casimir smiled weakly.

”Whatever... Stupid.” Draco coughed awkwardly.

”Happy Birthday..?” Theodore stood at the side, not knowing what to do, small sparks being emitted at the end of his wand.

Suddenly, the door opened and in came Draco's two minions who, after seeing what was happening inside, stopped in their tracks with awkward expressions that seemed to say 'did we come at the wrong timing?'.

Well, Draco was sitting on top of Casimir who was laying on his bed, one hand on Draco's waist while Theodore was standing at the side, sparks flying from the tip of his wand.

Of course, anyone would feel as if something that shouldn't be said was happening when faced by this sight early in the morning.

Perhaps, only Casimir was able to face something like this calmly but, unfortunately, he was the cause of the whole incident this time.

”Cough. Good morning, Crabbe, Goyle.” Casimir greeted as naturally as he could.