CHAPTER 3

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*FLEURS POV*

Great Hall 

"Hey what happened yesterday? I went looking for you and didn't find you" Theo mutters while shoving a piece of pancake in his mouth.

"Not much, Draco just told me to not do that or else I could get in trouble" I reply.

I see Pansy taking a seat next to me.

"Hi Pansy" I smile.

"Hi, good morning"

"I gotta go, it's getting late for DADA" Theo stands up while biting on a piece of toast.

"Wait for me" Pansy mutters.

"Yeah I'll just stay and eat by myself. You fucking bastards" I shout at them.

I then feel a prescense near me.

I look up at whover it is only to find Blaise. He smiles and takes a strawberry from my plate.

"Hey! That's mine" I pout and act sad.

"Oh come on, it was just one, don't be upset" he squeezes my shoulder. "What class do you have?"

"Potions, what about you?"

"Me too, shall we?" He streches his hand out for me and I take it.

We enter our classroom.

"Let's go sit with Malfoy" he tilts his head in Draco's direction.

I just nod.

"Morning Zabini" he mutters and then his eyes land on me "and morning to you too snack girl" he winks.

"Wait what?" He looks at us in confusion

"She didn't tell you?" Blaise shakes his head "well your friend right here sneaks out to the kitchens at midnight."

"And you didn't invite me?" He asks offended.

"I didn't invite you cause you share a room with Draco, but that doesn't matter anymore cause he still caught me, I'll invite you next time though."

"Well I hope there is no next time" Draco chuckles.

"Turn to page 394" Professor Snape announces and class starts.

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*VIOLETS POV*

Lorenzo's and Theo's dorm

"Who wants some Firewhisky" Blaise cheers and everyone agrees.

I'm currently sitting on Lorenzo's bed between him and Cedric. Fleur, Blaise and Theo are sitting in front of us.

Blaise proceeds to pour the firewhisky directly in Theo's mouth. Then pours it in Fleur's mouth. He hands it to Lorenzo, he drinks it and does the same to me, then Cedric drinks and we go on like this for an hour or so.

"V I saw you with Mclaggen earlier" Blaise raises his eyebrows.

"What's going on between you two?" Fleur adds.

"We're just hanging out for now, we're trynna see if things will work out between us"

"I don't think it's gonna work, he's an asshole" Lorenzo mumbles angrily. He drinks off the bottle abruptly.

"Relax, leave some for us" Fleur says snatching the bottle away from him.

"Anyway, where's Pansy?" Cedric scoffs.

"I haven't seen her since breakfast, she went to class with Theo" Fleur replies.

"I didn't see her after class, I heard Dumbledore called for her" Theo adds.

"I had Care of Magical Creatures with her but she didn't attend" Lorenzo joins.

"I'll go check if she's in our dorm, have fun guys" Fleur walks out.

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*FLEURS POV*

I enter our dorm and I see Pansy covered up in her blankets, I approach her.

"Is everything ok? Are you sick?" I ask while sitting on the end of her bed.

I hear her sobs. My heart breaks and I hug her. She rapidly wipes her tears and refuses to look at me. I hug her tighter.

"Hey, hey it's fine. You're one of the strongest people I know and it's completely normal to cry, just know that I'm always gonna be supporting you and by your side. When you're ready to tell me I'm gonna be there to listen to you."

She breaks down and I can tell she is in so much pain.

I waited hours for her to calm down and she told me everything. Her parents are getting a divorce and that's what Dumbledore told her, they also sent her a letter explaining what's happening. I read it and I cannot explain how much hatred and coldness it radiated. 

After a few more hours she fell asleep in my arms, the only thing I'm thinking about is how her parents could do that to her, they're maybe not the closest, but she's still their only daughter and I think she deserves way more than this pathetic excuse of a letter.

She may seem cold and tough but at the end of the day she's one of the most amazing people I know.

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