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Melina Hendrix 7:50 am
I was woken up a few minutes ago by Serenity frantically pacing the room.
"Melina! Thank Merlin you're awake.. I have to ask. What happened to me last night?!"
"Renity... sweetie. You were drunk as fuck. And high too. I had Fred take you back here so you could get some sleep."
Then it all hit me. Serenity's question was a valid one. What the hell happened last night?!
"I did a bad thing" I look to the floor.
"Meaningless shag?"
"Mhm. It was Cedric. The sex was awful."
Serenity scurries over and embraces me in a hug.
"We both messed up. From now on, we have to have each other's backs! Now let's get ready for breakfast. I know it's your fave." She assured me.
—
Breakfast was alright, but only because Serenity and I decided to sit at the exact opposite end of the table as anyone who would try and test us today (Malfoy).
My first class of the day was Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Lupin. I was actually quite looking forward to it, I've always had a fascination for the dark arts and Lupin is my favorite professor here.
"Good morning, 6th years! Did you miss me?" Professor smiles and the room fills with sarcastic cheers.
Maxon passes a note to me by tipping his chair backwards, trying to be as stealthy as possible.
The note read:
"Sorry about last night in the commons. Wanna join me for a smoke in the courtyard tonight? It'll only be a few of us."
I quietly tore the corner out of my notebook and sloppily grabbed my quill.
"I'm in, as long as Malfoy won't be there. -M <3"
I slipped the piece of paper to Maxon under the table, keeping my eyes up to make it look like I was paying attention. Maxon nods at me, and I look down and smirk at my wand.
Serenity, Maxon and I have always lived for late night smoke seshes in the courtyard. Believe it or not, no professors ever look for students out there. Not even Filch.
I never provided, though. Maxon gets his weed from the Weasley twins. They're pretty much the school-known plugs.
My hands roam over the detailing in my wand, when suddenly the bells rings and we're dismissed from class.
