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-Andrèa POV
Thursday, October 5th, 1995 (later)
We made our way to the last three classes.
"We have this last class together, do you want to sit next to me?" Lorenzo asked.
I smiled up at him, "I would love to, but Mattheo is also in this class..." I said sighing.
He nodded, "Are you sure about this Andrèa?" He asked.
I shook my head, "Not one bit... but do I have a choice?"
I've always been closer to Lorenzo compared to the other boys up until recently, but I honestly don't know what I would've done if he didn't forgive me.
He shouldn't have forgiven me, I was a complete douchebag to him...
He just shrugged his shoulders in response.
I laughed, "Exactly my point. I don't want to do this, but I need to" I said as we made our way into the Charms classroom.
I looked around the class to see Mattheo sitting at the same table he always sits at, which just happens to be the same table that I always sit at. So I make my way next to him.
"What are you doing Mikaelson?" He asks with a disgusted look on his face.
I scoff, "Wipe that look off your face." I spat, "And this is the table I always sit at so get over it."
He rolls his eyes.
"So.. what does your father want me to do?" I ask, making his eye snap towards me.
He raised an eyebrow. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't lie to me... I already knew that his father wanted me for something, "He wants you on his side, just like you saw..." He said clenching his jaw.
"I'll do it" I said.
He smirked, "You'll become a deatheater-" He started before I interrupted.
"I'm not finished." I said rolling my eyes, "I'll do it under one condition"
He furrowed his eyebrows, "Yeah... that's not going to work, he doesn't do ultimatums" He said before looking back to the front of the class to see that the lesson started.
"Not even with a tribrid?" I asked, "Most likely a more powerful being than him" I stated.
He scoffed and rolled his eyes, "You're not more-"
"Has he ever gotten into your mind with ease?" I asked while smirking.
He clenched his jaw.
I chuckled, "Exactly, that is why you guys need me Mattheo. Just imagine how powerful your little group of minions would be if I were there" I said.
He was buying every word I was saying. He's so easy, but he's also a master manipulator so let's see if he'll actually buy it.
"Fine, what's your condition?" He asked rolling his eyes.
I furrowed my eyebrows, "Why do you keep rolling your eyes?" I asked with a disgusting look set on my face.
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FanficAndréa Labonair Mikaelson, a 15-year-old young woman with the attitude of her dad. She was sent to Hogwarts instead of The Salvatore School when she was eleven.