𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒

「 none of your business 」

chapter thirty six

「 none of your business 」

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Only you can find yourself by losing yourself again and again in the deep darkness of your driving desires.

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"LILY!" SOMEONE CALLED before strolling in through the dormitories door. It was Mary, she had just returned from Quidditch practice. The girl wasn't a fan of the changing rooms, they were both cold and muddy. It made sense to just come back and get ready in the dorms. Besides, she could actually relax in the bath here, relieving some of the remaining stress that she didn't get out from batting. The redhead glanced up, keeping the magazine in front of her face as she raised an expectant brow. "Jack's waiting outside the common room for you." She explained, dumping her Quidditch jacket into the wash basket.

"Now? I can't do it now!" Lily stressed, sitting up on her bed as she slapped the magazine shut. It was a strange sort of anger that radiated through her as she stood up. There was a plan in place. She was going to take him to Hogsmeade and let him down patiently but she had turned to using his tactics against him. So when she began avoiding him and cancelling his plans, he suddenly got clingy again and it was more than mildly infuriating.

"What is it?" Mary asked, feigning confusion even though she was well aware of both situations. The amount of unnerve that relationship had caused in over three months was astounding and the girl was surprised that neither of them had tried to end it earlier.

"I- I need to break up with him. I can't do this anymore!" She stressed, raiding through her draws to try and find an outfit to change into. Sweats and a jumper was not going to cut it. This is not going to go his way, Lily seethed internally. The other girl had to dip into the bathroom to hide the smile that was fighting its way onto her lips.

"Calm down, Lily." Mary said, her concern growing from this out of pocket rage. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"Calm down! How do you know that he'll understand? Has he said something?!" The redhead appeared in the doorway, now adorned in a beautiful milkmaid dress that stopped at her mid-thigh. It was cream with delicate blue flowers dotted across the fabric. Using Eleanor's spell, she had sorted her hair into a Farrah Fawcett style which complemented her freckle splattered face really well.

"No, but-" The girl tried to justify as she ran her bath but she was interrupted.

"Then how do you know that he'll understand. I guess that he's been distant but that doesn't mean he wants to break up." Lily huffed in frustration, running a hand through her hair.