Sugar leaned out over the balcony to look out at the stars - it was the astronomy tower after all. She loved to look at them, always had. They were like diamonds thrown across the sky - and she totally loved diamonds. Daddy spoiled her well.
She sighed. She didn’t know what to make of all this! Her dad was working with a man who’d escaped Azkaban; one wanting complete blood purity at Hogwarts. It hurt a lot that she’d heard it from Alexander Lopez himself - hat her daddy had never even told her how he felt about blood purity. She’d always just assumed he didn’t care, he dealt with halfblooded and muggleborn customers and business partners all the time.
Then there was the fact that he’d been in the castle for weeks and hadn’t even stopped by. She wasn’t exactly in love with whole blood purity thing but she would like to talk to him about it, to hear what he had to say. Her dream had warned her that her dad would be involved in this, but not nearly soon enough.
So now she was meeting Santana Lopez, hoping to find someone to relate to. Because she didn’t know how to handle all this on her own. She still had to talk to Santana about her dream, too.
Santana wasn’t quite sure what Sugar wanted from her. Sure, everyone pretty much wanted a piece of her but she was pretty sure that she’d made it clear that she didn’t swing that way. Sighing, she changed out of her robes and into something a bit more comfortable before making her way towards the Astronomy tower.
Everything had to be all secretive lately and Santana wasn’t very good with being subtle. She didn’t really see the point in it. If someone had something to say or something to ask they should just get it over with. But apparently things were a lot more difficult than that lately. Sighing, she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as she made her way up the stairs to the tower. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what Sugar might want to talk about and they weren’t exactly friends so it wasn’t as though it could’ve been a social call.
Finally after all of her trudging, she made her way towards the top and shoved her hands deep into her pockets as she pushed through the door. “Sugar?” She called out as she started forward in the room until her eyes landed on the other girl’s frame. She moved up beside her, her hands removing themselves from her pockets so that she could rest them on the balcony and glance upwards at the stars as well. Without removing her gaze, she spoke up, clear as day, “As romantic as this is… What did you need to see me for?”