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The next morning I wake up to my alarm beeping like crazy. I groan and roll over seeing my friends where already gone.

"Fucking amazing." I get up and head to the bathroom. I turn the sink nob and start brushing my teeth and doing my skincare.

I brush my hair and straighten it, pulling it back into a loose ponytail. I head over to my wardrobe, pulling out my school uniform. My skirt is a bit short, tho i did that on purpose, to piss off Zeno. It's quite funny.

I let my hair out the ponytail, grab my bags, and head out to the great hall.

I approach my friends, sighing and sitting down next to Oliver. "No one could wake me up?" "Sorry, you looked to peaceful and i couldn't bring myself to do it." I rolled my eyes grabbing some toast, as it was the only thing i had time for.

"Shit- Cmon! We have Charms!" Oliver, Zeno, Narsa, and I got up bolting out the great hall, it was our first day back and we really didn't need a detention.

We entered the classroom just in time. We took a seat in the front, and watched as Professor Finnigan came up to the stands, hushing us.

"Good morning my lovley Witches and Wizards! I'm your Charms teacher this year, I had originally applied to be Potions, but i have a history of blowing things up, So it's best i stick go charms!" God he talked a lot.

As the class went on, I couldn't stop myself from thinking. If zenith where to ask my on a date, what would i say? Would he like me.. romantically? Do i like him romantically? What would our parents say.. or my our friends! What would they think?

My thoughts get disrupted when Professor Finnigan dismisses us. I start to get up and pack my books when Narsa leans over and whispers, "You weren't paying attention. I can tell, I'll tell you the homework later." I thanked her by giving her a hug and heading out the class with Narsa, Oliver, and Zeno.

Narsa had classes with the 7th years, though she was a 5th year herself, she was very advanced. That's why she was put into Ravenclaw, and not Slytherin like the rest of us.

As they day went on, I got more and more tired. I needed a break. Urgently. Finally, the last class ended. We decided to go to Narsas dorm today, as her roommates had plans.

We walked in and kicked off her shoes. I flopped on the bed and let my face melt into her pillows. After a while i feel something land on my ass. I look back and see a little sack laying there and Oliver smirking.

"Whats this?" I pick up the bag and twist it in my hand. "Weed, from the muggle land." I looked up at him in amazement, as Zeno looked at me in disappointment. "How the fuck did you get muggle weed?"

"Bulstrode. He's not that bad." I hand the bag to Oliver and he takes it out, rolling it up. He hands it to Zeno first and he lights it up, then smokes it.

Narsa and Lola wouldn't have any, not surprised though. Mel took a hit, then handed it to me. I inhaled and a rush of lazyness came over me, We continued to past it around, and it came to me again. Once again, I inhaled. But me, being high, turned to Zenith. Him also being high turned to me. I giggled a bit, and leaned in grabbing his face gently. I gaped open my mouth, and blew the smoke into his mouth.

Everyone watched in amazement. Well everyone but Zeno. He looked angry.. no, furious. I giggled and let go leaning back into my spot.

"I think it's time for Essy to go to bed." Fucking Zeno. "Nooo i'm not tired. Besides, It's friday! We don't have anything to do tomorrow!"

"Sooo?? Your high!" "And your not?" "Bitch, let's go." I pouted and scooted closer to Zenith, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Mm, No. I stay with Zabini number 2" "Hey! I'm only number 2 because Mels big as head pushed me and went down first." I eyed him down a bit. "How do YOU know." He stayed silent for a bit. "I don't know."

We continued to talk for a while. A couple hours later, it was around 3 am, and Lola and Narsa where trying to get us up, and walk to our dorms.

"Cmon! Damn it! We can't let them get high, like ever" Zeno got up, helping me and Mel get up. Scarlet was stable enough to walk on her own. That was the last thing I remembered, before falling asleep in Zeniths arms.

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