DRACO AND ETTA found themselves in rather tedious predicaments. Sneaking around the group was no easy task, but somehow they found places to hook up around the castle. The prefects bathroom, astronomy tower, fifth floor abandoned bathroom and the Slytherin lockeroom were all freqent places. Etta had yet to tell Freya and Alora, seeing as they had all thought that she had lost it to Theodore Nott. They met every Friday in the astronomy tower. 12pm sharp, make sure to avoid the Prefects and Snape. This wasn't just a casual hookup though. He talked about their feelings, deeply.
"Mumsy gave it to me. She's always been the prominent figure in my life. Father never really.. cared." Draco explained his ring to Etta, who's head sat in his lap, toying with his rings. Another thing that she loved is how he called his mum, Mumsy. Never just mum. They were very close.
"It's beautiful. Really, Draco. I love your rings."
"This one too, I bought it for myself in first year, I remember I was so proud. It only fits on my pinky but, I believe it should fit you." He slipped it off his pinky and placed it on her right ring finger, incantating a concealment charm which only allowed somebody who was looking for it to find it.
Etta gazed at the thick banded silver ring with the engraved letter "D" and dragons on both sides. It meant a great deal to him, she could tell.
"Thank you." She smiled at him, with stars in her eyes and kissed him softly. They found themselves falling for eachother much more than they would like to admit.
"Page 342 for the promotions and effects of cyprus root, duke's mushroom, gillyweed, milwood solution and rehmun's extract. Now gather in your groups of six, I expect a full report of two parchments per person. Due Friday, you are dismissed." Snape's ridiculous cloak billowed after him as he slammed the door to his office. It was nearly the end of the year, June 3rd to be exact, and Snape did not take assignments lightly.
"Study in our room before and after dinner loves?" Freya winked at the group who were all standing in a circle waiting for the bell.
"You know it Frey-bae." Enzo winked back. This is why Enzo was the group sweetheart, he was just so precious.
"Of course, shall I bring you-know-what?" Blaise raised his eyebrows.
"Oh please do, I'm so stressed my acne is crazy and my hormones are all jacked up." Freya begged.
"You sure Pucey didn't get you pregnant Frey?" Enzo laughed.
"Oh you!" She ran after Enzo, who was out the door by now, running down the long corridor.
"Anyways, we actually have to work guys. I'm not gonna fail this semester, I'll get beaten half to death." Alora bit her nails. She was smart, yes, but she really struggled in potions. Her parents were incredibly wealthy and thought very highly of her grades. They barely spoke English, and if not for the Malfoy-Berkshires she would have been sent to Fenghuang School in China instead of Hogwarts.
"Of couse sugar plum, did you know that I work best while high?" Classic Blaise.
"You in, Etta?" Alora nudged her, who was slightly in a trance. She was dozing off from last night's extraneous activities.
"I'll be there, it is my dorm after all and I'm not trying to fail. Don't you and Freya have something with McGonagall at 3-4 for Transfiguration though?"
"Shit I forgot, I guess we'll have to start at 4ish then. See you all there?"
"Works for me, you in Malfoy?"
"Yeah." The blode said dryly.
"Well then it's settled. No more fails for us this year."
"Blaise you are awfully excited for homework?"
"I've never seen the girl's dorm before, what can I say."
"Bloody pervert, why don't you ask your girlfriend Susan Bones to see her dorm." Etta said sarcastically.
"Hey, hey, hey. At least I'm getting some, Odinson."
Etta chuckled on the inside. If only they knew.
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The end of the day rolled around and the final bell tolled at 2:10, releasing the students from their jail cells, or better said classrooms. Blaise and Draco were in their dorm while Freya and Alora were with McGonagall for extra help. The door burst open, which startled Etta who was getting ahead with her work.
"Odinson." The blonde lingered in her doorway.
"Bloody hell Draco, you've given me a heart attack."
"Do I really have that affect on you?"
"Oh shut it you." Etta said, pulling him into a kiss. His arms wrapped around her thighs and picked her up, placing her on the soft bed.
"Knew I'd find you here, alone."
"Been stalking me, Malfoy?"
"Of course. I'm just so obsessed with you." He said sarcastically, Etta knew very well he was joking but somehow she wished he weren't. The pair's lips melted in harmony for the next five minutes.
"No fucking way."
"SORRY WHAT?"
"You're joking right?"
"Is this a prank?"
Four shocked voices knocked them out of their fantasy. At the door stood Freya, Alora, Enzo and Blaise. Jaws open slack and books in arms.
"Oh. Hey." Etta stuttered.
"So when were you gonna tell us?" Freya's eyes were opened wide.
"Um. We-" Draco was cut off by Etta.
"I didn't know you'd be back so soon."
"McGonagall rescheduled, though right now I'm wishing she didn't." Freya crossed her arms.
"I'm so sorry guys, we didn't know how to tell you that we were... Well you know."
"I understand. I know how you feel." Alora smiled.
"Yeah guys, it's fine. No big deal." Blaise chimed in after finding Alora's eye contact.
"How are you so chill with this? Am I the only ones who thinks they've lost their minds?" Enzo yelled.
"Well uh- I don't know." Blaise said.
"Uh, don't know." Alora sweeped her hair behind her ear.
"She's lying about something." Etta squinted, "When she lies she tucks her hair behind her ears, she just did that."
"Oh don't turn this on me! You're the one who got caught red-handed." Alora reasoned.
"Alora should we just-" Blaise whispered.
"Blaise bloody hell mate we can all hear you." Draco rolled his eyes.
"Are you guys- No way. No fucking way." Freya dropped her books. Alora and Blaise looked at eachother back and forth.
"Oh my god they are totally hooking up!" Etta yelled.
"Oh shut it dragon-fucker." Alora rolled her eyes.
"Yeah whatever, I saw that coming though!"
"Oh my god. Can we just work. Plesse?" Alora set her books down.
"No. I'm going to work in my room." Enzo turned around.
"Enzo no! We need you for the project." Etta called to him.
"Well it doesn't really feel great being lied to, Vylette." Enzo yelled back. He hadn't called her that in four years. He called her Vyllie because Vylette was too hard to pronounce for the young boy with a slight lisp.
"Um okay. Anyways so, Malfoy and Etta, Blaise and Alora? Damn." Freya was still in shock.
"I'll do cyprus root!" Etta broke the tension and the group got to work.
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postmortem ~*d.m MARVEL x HP
Fanfiction"Etta is dead. She's dead and its your fault, all of it. Do you understand why I'm angry? You killed the only person I have loved in my life." Vylette Forester was dead, but not forgotten. She did what she had to do, meaning her mortal life was us...
