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╰┈➤ ❝ You'll never have me you lying bastard ❞
The daughter of Sirius Black tries to fend off love.
Will she prevail or will she fall into its pits of intoxication?
May include:
⁀➷ Sexual content
⁀➷ Mental health issues
⁀➷ Drug use...
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┌──── " 💭 „ └➤ Cassie's POV。
I opened my eyes to the most beautiful person I have met.
Enola Black was everything I wish I could have. Why couldn't I have her? Well she was broken beyond repair and therefore fragile, meaning she shouldn't be touched as she would shatter. Anola was not someone I wanted to shatter, because under all the drugs and hard exterior was an angel, a pure soul, who'd had her wings stripped by the world.
Watching her sleep was one of my favourite things to do after our little- well fun.
After laying there staring at the beauty for a while I decided it'd be best if I leave. She didn't like hovering, especially when's she just woken up, so after writing a note, I left.
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┌──── " 💭 „ └➤ Fred's POV。
The party had finished by the time I'd come back after cooling off, I had to speak to her. As I was asking around I saw a familiar figure descending the stairs. It was her. The girl she was eating faces with. Swallowing down my anger I approached her. I needed to know where to find her, I had to speak to her.
"Hey have you seen Enola" I asked- she looked surprised for a slit second.
"Yeah she's upstairs, although I wouldn't bother her she's quite... tired". Winking she walked away. What. The. Fuck. Storming out of the common room I left to go cool off. Again.
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Time skip to the morning
┌──── " 💭 „ └➤ Enola'sPOV。
I woke up to the blinding sun. No literally blinding. Groaning I rolled out of bed. Cassie had left like she usually did, which was nice, it was one of the many things I appreciated about her, she didn't hover. I entered the bathroom and turned on the shower. Showering is something I did every morning to wake me up, and god did I need it with my sleeping patterns. Hoping into the shower I let the steam and thoughts consume me. The main thought this blazing morning was Cassie, I mean I like Cassie- well properly love but I can't let her in. I can't let anyone in. I don't think I'd make it if someone left again.
After scrubbing off a slayer off a layer of skin I got out dried everything via a charm and got dressed into my uniform, which consisted of tights, black docs (platform obviously), a white shirt, my house tie, a jumper and to top it all off a short skirt that was a bit too short for the staffs liking but hey, if you got it you got it.
Once I checked myself in the mirror I sprayed myself with perfume and left for lesson. I missed breakfast but when didn't I? It not that I wasn't hungry I just valued sleep over food.
