BEFORE YOU START READING!
the image above is the arrangement of mattheo, lorenzo, and draco's dorm for those who are confused when i write or describe the layout.i just thought this quick illustration would help and give you a rough idea and help you to imagine it whilst reading.
enjoy!
ALSO!! xander isn't in this scene because i forgot to add him and i can't be bothered to add his dialogue - so let's just pretend he's getting all sorted in his dorm x
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"okay, i have an idea." onyx leant into the circle of people around the large carpet in the centre of the dorm room, eager to add some 'onyx amusement' into the evening.
we all fell silent, wanting to hear onyx's potentially dangerous idea clearly.
"let's play a drinking game, two lies one truth, except if you guess incorrectly, you have to down a shot of whiskey."
hesitation amongst the group occurred, before draco spoke up.
"i'm in, sounds fun." he shrugged, straightening his back as he stubbed out his blunt on the ashtray on the small side table he'd moved to the foot of his bed and sat beside on the floor.
"yeah, i'll do it." lorenzo agreed, leaning back against the footboard of his bed, his arms cushioning his head.
eventually, the rest of the group agreed including myself, however i had an aching thought at the back of my head that i'd written myself off to a stupid decision i'd come to regret.
story of my life.
"okay, i'll start it off." onyx informed us, now having prepared multiple shots of whiskey on a tray, destined for whoever failed the game rounds.
she cleared her throat after determining what her truth and two lies would be.
"me and blaise had sex in the forbidden forest, i hooked up with draco at a hufflepuff party, and i want to be a fashion designer in the muggle world when i leave hogwarts." she spoke carefully, making it clear when she'd finished one of her potential lies or truths.
"i saw onyx on the train reading a muggle fashion magazine she found littered on the platform when we boarded the train, so i'm going to go with the last one." i shrugged, watching as everyone realised and nodded in unison, except magnora and saskia, who were sat quietly, saskia having a rather unattractive snare across her face, aimed directly at me.
man, why has this bitch got such a stick up her ass about me?
"you're way too observant, it's creepy." onyx crossed her arms as she looked me up and down, and i rolled my eyes at her playfully.
"okay, val since you guessed correctly, you can go." onyx nodded her head in my direction, indicating for me to continue the next round of the game.
i took a moment to think carefully and slyly on what i'd inform the group about myself.
something in the depths of my gut awakened, sending sparks of adrenaline gushing throughout my body, poisoning my blood, making my heart palpate faster.
i have a fucking idea.
a grin appeared across my face as i began to speak, my legs gripping my shins, which were crossed as i sat on the carpet.
"i hate watermelon, i had a huge crush on mattheo in fifth year, i made out with lorenzo in my dorm."
hmm, i wonder which one is the truth...
i watched lorenzo's reaction to what i'd bluntly and openly admitted to our entire friendship group, and noticed a smirk appear across his face. his tongue was rolling in his cheek as he sent me a look almost asking for permission for him to compete against me somehow, and taking the smirk i sent him back as a 'go ahead!"
he was way too competitive, and so was i.
at this rate, we'll just have to see how this goes.
either really bad, or really good.
"well, you did have a crush on mattheo in either fourth or fifth year.. didn't you?" blaise spoke up, onyx nodding along with his statement.
i sat there silently, watching them all determine the sparse aspects id given them to work off of.
"yeah, i remember all the little love letters you'd put in my locker, i cant lie - it was cute." mattheo shrugged, theo almost spitting out his whiskey that he'd sneakily drawn a shot of.
"did we just all witness mattheo say the word 'cute' ?" theo said, in a trance of naked disbelief, his jaw almost hanging off its hinges.
magnora let out a small chuckle, looking at theo with an amused look, his cheeks turning a dusted shade of pink as he caught her gaze.
wait a goddamn minute.
did they fuck?
that's a story for another time, i suppose.
"well, we all know how much she dislikes lorenzo, so that's ruled out, right?" draco pitched in, running a hand through his hair in thought.
"right." everyone replied in agreement, including saskia, who put more faith in that answer than i ever have in merlin when i'm on the verge of failing all my exams.
lorenzo nodded along, letting out a grunt of amusement as he tilted his head up, his face facing the ceiling as he let the smoke entrapped in his mouth from his freshly-lit blunt wisp slowly and intertwine with the air.
"we all know she adores me." he said whilst smirking, nodding his head at me, his eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke.
this boy knew exactly how to get me riled up.
- in all the wrong ways.
"okay so, we think it's the second one." magnora submitted, shrugging her shoulders and she twisted a strand of her hair around her finger absently.
"looks like you're all going to take a shot," i simply stated, beginning to hand out the pre-poured shot glasses, watching as all their faces fell.
except lorenzo, who was sat taking hits of his blunt quietly, enjoying the unravelling situation.
"what?" onyx spoke, her brows furrowed in disbelief.
"yeah, what?" saskia spat, her eyes like kinked blades, flesh-searingly sharp as they punctured my skin like a wave of intense pinpricks.
i gulped.
hard.
suddenly, i went into panic mode, now all their faces focused on me, waiting to confess either one of the remaining two answers.
my palms began to dampen, as i gouged my fingernails into them, noticing now i was entirely entitled to the spotlight.
shit, valentina.
think fast!
"i really like watermelon."
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