"What a shame she's fucked in the head."
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Jo's hair blew in her face as they landed back at Snape's house. Their bodies quickly became soaked as newfound rain began to pour. The water made her hair darker, making her pale skinned hair contrast angelically. Wet strands remained in her face until Enzo quickly moved her hair behind her ears without thinking twice, like it was natural. She flinched at his action, not expecting it.
She could hear his heaving breathing.
She could see the water droplets quickly being sucked through his lips with every breath.
There they were. Two best friends standing in the pouring rain, alone. No talking. Just the sound of the breathing and the heavy water falling on them.
Their breathing slowed and matched up, Jo looked into his eyes. Lust, want, need.
Hurt.
That's what her eyes met with, her best friends emotions spilling through his eyes. He dove right into her. He kissed her with passion under the open, wet sky. Her mind drifted from the heavy rain surrounding her as he hands set on the sides of her head. His lips were warm and soft, bringing her back to the warm sunshine she would feel in her dorm. She could feel the soft tickle of his breath on her nose as she began to kiss him back.
His mouth left hers, his hands still on her head. He stared into her eyes, searching.
His hands dropped, "Oh my God," realization set it, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry-"
Jo cut him off, "It's ok," she raised her wet hand to his cheek, her eyes on his pink lips. "I-" she stutters, "You know I can't." His head drops. He knows she can't, she has Draco. Her wet clothing was dragging her down, the physical weight on her shoulders almost like her emotional weight.
She tried to ignore the mushy feeling in her shoes as she stared at her shoes, "We should go inside."
He lifts his head back up, throwing his lips back onto hers one last time. He slowly pulled back, "I love you."
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Jo was deep in thought. Her mind raced with problems and solutions. But most importantly, him. She betrayed him. She took his trust and crushed it in the palm of her hand.
Her bath had slowly become cold. She sat with her knees pulled up to her chest, the position reminded her of the first fight with Draco. Her back pressed up against the door, the feeling of pure emotional turmoil. Except he's not here with her this time. She's alone.
She'd walked straight into the bathroom after entering the house, needing to clear her head. She needed to think for herself, she can't let Enzo cloud her judgement. Did Enzo really mean what he said? Did he really love her? He can't. No, no, they've always been best friends, nothing more. Right? How was she supposed to share a bed with him after the stunt he just pulled?
She removed her knees from her hold, falling back into the tub. 'It would be so much easier if everything ended right now.' The thought repeated through her head, over and over.
'Just do it.' It wasn't her voice this time, it was his. Draco's.
It sent her over the edge.
She held her breath as her head fell back into the cold water. She watched as the bubbles from her nose floated up to the surface, mesmerized at how she had so much control over her breath. She continued to stay underneath, holding her breath. She slowly became dizzy, her vision going in and out. Before her vision permanently went blank, she shot up, gasping. She clung onto the side of the tub, her lungs shaking as they took in as much air as they could.
