Petals

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"MATTHEO DON'T" I screamed as I saw the door open, but suddenly we were no longer in my bathroom, no longer in Hogwarts, we were on the Eiffel tower, I looked back at Lorenzo confused, I knew if you appirate you don't get dressed in the process, and it usually feels like being sucked into a tube and your inside out and vice versa.

"How dis you do that?" I asked looking at him terrified.

"We just appirated what's wrong?" Lorenzo looked at me strangely.

"Lorenzo show me your wand" I yelled.

"Why no?!" he took a step back.

"You won't show it to me because you don't have it, BECAUSE WE WERE IN THE BATH NAKED, and now we are dressed in Paris for Merlyn's sake" I called him out, "you can't appirate without a wand, and you can't get dressed in the process as well, did I also mention how fast it happened, and the no puking feeling. What are you?"

"I am not just a wizard, I have been practising wandless magic" he confessed.

"But you can get in my head when I mastered occulimancy, not even my father can when himself has been practising wandless magic," I thought out loud.

"I don't get into your head it's called mind-controlling, I can read your mind and I can control it, it's different than with spells"

"But you can only practice wandless magic when you suffer from a traumatic event" I realized when I looked up at him in the eyes to see him clinch on his jaw, his teeth probably aching from how hard he tensed, I held his arm when he pushed me away and walked past me to the edge of the tower.

"You don't have to talk to me about it right now" I assured him as I wrapped my arms from behind him; embracing him to feel the heat of my body.

"Good because I don't want to" he turned around as he raised my chin and pecked my lips softly, his lips were warm and his body was radiating heat, he pulled away and looked at me again, I stood on my tippy toes and wrapped my arms around his neck, I tangled my fingers with his hair locks as I buried my face in his, kissing him deeply, our lips danced together for a minute until I pulled away realising what I am doing, "I am sorry, let's just um go home"  I huffed walking away.

"Wait Belle, I brought you here for a reason" he chuckled.

"So we don't get caught?" I laughed sarcastically.

"No so I could make it up to you" he smiled.

"As far as I can remember I should make it up to you for the whole Draco thing" I looked at him weirdly as he narrowed his eyes in anger, "oh yes my bad, won't mention it again, you were saying..."

"As I was saying I wanted to make it up to you for the worst date of your life" he smirked.

"So this is a date?" I widened my eyes, I thought we agreed on being friends, did I mention the wrong impression?

"What no! I am just making it up to you, let's start from right now as if we never met, so we could be friends with benefits, not enemies, I don't like toxic relationships" he laughed.

"Lead the way then" I smiled holding his hands firmly squeezing them as he squeezed them back.

He took me to the highest room of the tower and showed me the red table he had prepared, a candle with a floating flower over it, the view was amazing, you could see all Paris from up here, the lighting was low it was relaxing and so was the music he picked, it was my taste.

"I like the set up" I smirked turning around to him with a smile.

"Only the setup?" he gasped as if I offended him.

"I also like the music and the view" I laughed.

"This is your playlist, I stole it from your phone when you were sleeping" he chuckled, "but I was waiting for you to say you liked me"

"Oh not that easy Lorenzo dear, I still hate you, but I hate you less than before, maybe by the end of the night I'd tolerate you" I giggled.

"I promise you by the end of the night you'll be in love with me," he said moving the chair so I could sit.

"Whatever you say Berkshire just don't propose, Love is a really bad word you see" I huffed sarcastically.

"Aww who broke your little heart?" he laughed.

I sipped on my drink as I looked him in the eyes, I didn't want to answer the question but I wanted him to know.

"Oh no!" he laughed in disbelief, "don't tell me the blonde did it" he scoffed.

"He didn't break my heart, he would never, he is my best friend since our first date, we enjoyed each other's company but it was toxic, lasted 4 days and we are still friends, but I'd lie if I said Draco wasn't one of the reasons I don't want a boyfriend, my first and last boyfriend was him let's hope" I laughed sipping on my wine so I'd shut up.

"Then who broke you?" he pleaded. "My dear father did" I laughed.

"How?" he was curious, "I am doing the talk and you are just listening, if we get into my details it won't be that fun of a date" I giggled, I don know how I got drunk without finishing my first cup of wine.

"What's with the wine I got drunk without drinking" I cackled.

"Belle that's not wine, that's Cranberry juice with vodka" he laughed.

"Oh well makes sense" I drank the last bit as we went on talking, we had so much in common, as well as he turned to not be the worst at the end, I loved the night and I actually loved him, not in a lovey-dovey way, just as a friend.

We went back to my room as we stood in front of the bed, "I surprisingly had fun tonight" I laughed.

"You ever doubted me?" he crackled.

"With my first date with you, yes," I said smoothly wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him into a kiss.

I pulled him closer to the bed as he pulled away.

"What gentleman sleeps with a. Girl on their first date?" he said as he backed up.

"All the guys I have ever gone out with?" I giggled.

"You are drunk, tomorrow we will have plenty of fun" he kissed my forehead.

"Well you can innocently sleepover," I said making some room for him.

"With those thoughts inside your head I bet it won't be that innocent" he huffed awkwardly.

"Oh are you shy" I laughed, "also who allowed you to read my mind? Get out of there" I said irritated.

"Fine rollover" he wrapped me in a spoon and breathed on my neck, he played with my hair gently, as I fell asleep.

Lorenzo pov
"you know I maybe don't hate you that much, I like you just a little bit, more than friends," she said as I kissed her forehead, "I know you are my gem, I don't want to lose you"

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