Do I wanna Know ;Lorenzo Berkshire

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Authors note: shits about to go down. keep reading.

TW: happy couple moments 😒

two updates in one day?? 😩

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"Wake up, love." I groan, trying to lift up Enzo's arms that were strategically placed around my waist so I couldn't move. "Lorenzo Charles Berkshire."

His eyes fluttered open at that and I smiled and picked up his hands. I placed them on my lap as I sat up. He yawned dramatically and rolled around onto his back. I watched him silently. "It's just 10 am!"

"Just?" I asked, shaking my head and getting off the bed, "I'm hungry."

He rubbed his eyes with his left hand and sat himself up, looking at me innocently, "I am too."

"Then get the bloody hell up!" I concluded, putting on Enzo's shirt and quickly realizing that I had no clothes. When I was at that place, they probably took my backpack. I'm fucking clueless, "I don't have any clothes."

He shrugged and straightened his back, "Just wear a shirt of mine."

I glared at him, "How am I supposed to leave this bedroom in just a shirt?"

He laughed and eyed my body, "You look good in nothing.."

"Seriously, Enzo." I sighed, and his face became more serious, but I could tell he was still in a mood. I stepped away from the bed and into his bathroom.

After going to the restroom, then brushing my teeth with a spare brush that Enzo had in his drawers, then using the same spell Hermione used to fix my hair, this time forgetting what it was and staring at my poofy-haired reflection in the bathroom. I groaned and tried again.

For Merlin's sake. 

"Enzo?" I called out, trying to smooth out my hair. He walked into the bathroom with a 'hm' and his eyes widened as he came in eye contact with my hair. "Don't-" I stopped him before he could muster out a laugh, and a smile came onto my lips as well.

He grinned, obviously trying not to laugh and pulled out a brush from the drawer, "Here you go, my love." He leaned back on the sink and watched be try to tame my hair. "Now, what did you do to get it to be like that? Your hair, I mean."

I scoffed, "Trying to use one of Mione's spells."

"Ah." He agreed, tapping his foot on the floor.

I finally brought my hair back to a non- noticeable state and faced him, with an expression on my face as to say 'Does it look fine?'

He shot back a look that approved and I smiled and placed a small peck on his lips.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me in for another kiss, and this time I couldn't resist him. Really, what time had I really been able to resist this man?

I pulled away, my stomach starting to ache from barely any food, "Let's change."

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After we changed into a more cleaner look than the night before, I wore an old AppleBy Arrows Quidditch shirt that he had tucked away, and Enzo wore a simple white shirt and pajama pants. He only put on a shirt.

We walked down the same hallway Narcissa brought me through yesterday, hand in hand. This time, I was able to stop and look at the paintings. After only 15 minutes of looking at artwork, truly could've been longer if Enzo hadn't whined about not getting breakfast, we finally met the last set of stairs. We went another way then the one Narcissa took me through last night, this one seemed more open. More natural, and more main.