𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝. - 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

She's in no need of your assistance.

content warning: smut lol

The drink tinged the back of her throat. She took another shot, Primrose and Astra were away, dancing. And even though it was Christmas, there were a lot of people there. Mostly single people who had no one to share the holy holiday with.

It hurt her, to think about how on Christmas, people come to a bar just to be less lonely. It hurt her heart.

They had been there for a few hours, drinking. Ravenna talked to a few other girls. Astra and Primrose sung and danced. Primrose was fun no doubt, but she wasn't used to the two Slytherin girl's fun. This was all very new, but also very exciting. She'd been alone for quite some time, so she was happy to have friends she trusted, especially Astra.

Astra loved the girl. She thought that the Diggory was kind, respectful, sweet; overall an amazing person. She did however fear that Draco would ruin her. She loved her brother, but he never did well with fragile things. He was rough to the touch and aggressive, but she tried to remember that opposites can attract.

An arm appeared over Ravenna's shoulder and she looked, seeing Primrose and Astra panting due to the heat from the lack of space. She handed a drink to the two rose-cheeked girls.

Ravenna looked at Astra, "So you and Tom did the deed."

Astra almost coughed up her drink. Her eyes went wide. Primrose stared at Astra, laughing. She couldn't help it, the face of pure fear she made, well, the blonde couldn't help herself.

She remembered how it was beginning to be with Draco. How excited it was to be with someone she wasn't supposed to be with. How he made her feel. How his words would say one thing then his actions would say another. She wished she could go back to it sometimes. But she loves where she and her lover were.

"How in the hell did you know that," Astra said through a harsh voice from choking on the hard liquor.

"He normally stares bullets into your skin, but today he could barely look at you." She smirked leaning against the bar.

"Well," the black-haired witch cursed Ravenna's keen eyes. "Yes, we slept together."

"Was it good?" Primrose lunged.

"Is he big?" Ravenna interrogated.

"Prim!" Astra said with wide eyes.

"Mattheo's big, so I imagine Tom's big too-" Ravenna blurted out due to the alcohol in her system.

"Venna!" Astra couldn't believe her ears.

They all stared at each other, before bursting into laugher.

There weren't too many times like this. The lighthearted fun, where there weren't worries or standards to meet, it was just the act of being mindless, youthful teens.

Ravenna stopped laughing, "But seriously, was it good?" she leaned closer to the blue eyed girl.

And before the Astra could squeal out an answer, a tap on the Diggory girl's shoulder made all of their heads whip to the boy behind them.

He was tall, maybe 6'0. He had dark features, mud-colored hair and black eyes. His lips curled up into a sly smile. His pale skin contrasted his dark hair, and even though he had attractive features separately, all together he looked almost creepy. The most noticeable thing about his appearance though was his age. He was most definitely too old to be talking to Prim.

Draco would flip his shit if he saw the git that had gotten near his little Rose.

"I was just wondering if a pretty girl like you would like to dance with me." He said, kind of slurred. His eyes trails down her body, back up.