ataraxia, lorenzo berkshire

"TEN"

"you're kidding, right?" onyx said in absolute disbelief as we walked arm-in-arm through the corridors, back to our dorm as our academic schedules had concluded, leaving us at our own expense.

"i wish," i scoffed, "the boys' dorms are so fucking clean! i mean, there wasn't a visible trace of any dust anywhere! it's cleaner than ours!" i exasperated, letting out a large huff in some sort of defeat.

our complaining was sewn short suddenly as lorenzo appeared, walking innocently next to us.

"valentina." he nodded formally, dipping his head in acknowledgment of me.

"what're you doing here?" i asked suspiciously, as most of the time, he isn't present with me and onyx, usually out in the courtyard or the common rooms with theodore, blaise, draco, and mattheo.

onyx was now distracted, as lucille had also snuck up and began walking on the outside of her, the two now deep in conversation.

"mattheo and theo were setting fire to snape's cacti collection whilst he was gone, i didn't fancy getting a month-long detention." he chuckled, raising his hand to scratch the back of his neck nonchalantly.

"right.." i mumbled, focusing infront of me and trying not to unravel in his cologne he was bathed in, however i found the highly-intoxicating scent floating through my nasal passages, making my brain dizzy from delight, as if his specific scent scratched a certain area of my brain and caused it to fall into a haze-like trance.

he always smelt nice.

pine wood, musk, leather.

the essence of an extremely-endowed wealthy, undoubtedly desired and attractive boy.

"oh shit, watch out-," lorenzo tried to warn me, but he was simply too late, as a shoulder collided with my chest with sudden impact that completely threw me off balance, as i ended up enveloping into a heap on the floor in the middle of the corridor.

"what the fuck?" lorenzo exclaimed crossly, watching as saskia's smug face emerged as she watched me topple over from her aggressive advance in no time.

that bitch has bony fucking shoulders, christ.

"what? it was an accident!," saskia's grin withered as she noticed lorenzo's unimpressed look was centred at her.

from the corner of my eye, i noticed onyx roll up her shirt sleeves and hand her robe to lucille, as she began to approach saskia.

"really, saskia? because from what it fucking looked like, you barged into valentina on purpose." onyx spat, beginning to remove the hoops from her ears, indicating she wasn't about to leave without beating the bitch to a fucking pulp.

"please, you're all bark no bite, onyx." saskia informed, crossing her arms tightly across her chest.

"you wanna fucking bet on it, saskia?" onyx raised her already hostile tone, stepping closer to her, before swinging at her with her balled fist, knocking her to the floor.

"shit." lorenzo mumbled, before rushing over to the two scrapping girls, sending me somewhat of a sympathetic look.

magnora slid away from saskia's form which she was shyly perched behind, and rushed over to help me up from off the floor.

"i'm so sorry," she began, apologising as if she was responsible for saskia's vile behaviour.

"don't worry, i should've seen that coming." i started, using my hands to dust down my robe that had been creased due to the impact, and the awkward position i was forced into as i hit the slated floor.