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"Where are you going?" "Uhm...To get us some firewhiskey, duh."
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18.45
Lorenzo was sitting on a bench, clasping his jacket and waiting impatiently for Y/n. He had been waiting for an hour. It was only September but a cold breeze had already started to decorate the air and every breath was starting to turn into a little cloud of steam.
Maybe he should've come back to Hogwarts, but what if the girl was only late? What if she just couldn't find him because of the narrow, winding streets of Hogsmeade? But, maybe his brother was right. Maybe Y/n wouldn't have shown up.
Lorenzo was fighting his own thoughts when a raindrop fell upon his nose, then another one, followed by another, another and another. It started to rain, the sky had become grey and the clouds blocked the sunlight.
The boy got up and started searching for a refuge, then ran into a pub, took off his wet beret and tried to fix his equally soaked hair. Seeing the bad weather, he decided to wait at the pub for a while, so he cleaned his shoes on the carpet and sat at a table.
"Are you serious?" "I swear, I don't like that book."
Y/n? Lorenzo looked around with a confused look on his face.
"Pride and Prejudice is a masterpiece! How can you not like it?" "I've never heard of it.." Stated Ron. "Of course you haven't, it's a muggle book. Pretty nice, I'll have to admit." "Nice? It's amazing!" "Mhm.. I've read better." Continued Y/n.
Harry looked at the girl: "Really? Which kind of books do you like?" "I like horror stories, muggles are really good writers."
Lorenzo sat there listening for a few minutes, then got up and stormed off the door, not caring about the rain. She had come to Hogsmeade, but not with him. He found himself surprised at how much that hurt. His eyes started to burn, maybe because of the cold, maybe because of the rain, or maybe because he really thought Y/n wanted to spend time with him.
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Slytherin common room
"So? How'd it go?" Asked Theodore, biting a biscuit. "Why are you soaking wet?" Wondered Blaise. "Enzo, you're wetting the floor.." Pointed out Draco.
"She didn't show up." Stated bitterly the boy, right before running up the stairs.
"Ok, I'll be right back." Said Draco. "Where are you going?" "Uhm...To get us some firewhiskey, duh."
When Lorenzo reached his dorm room, Aleksander was in the bathroom trying to tame his dark curls. "You were right, she didn't come." The curly haired boy turned around and stared at his brother.
"I'm sorry Enzo, it seemed like you cared a lot about it." Lorenzo didn't dare to look his brother in the eye while speaking: "Not really, I was going to Hogsmeade anyway, I had to buy a new pair of gloves, but I would've enjoyed her presence."
Aleksander checked out Lorenzo's features skeptically, not knowing whether or not to believe him.
"Really?" "Yes, really. And, start to get ready." "Ready for what exactly?" "For tonight." "What's tonight?" "A party."
And in half an hour, every sixth and seventh year student knew about the party hosted in the Slytherin common room.
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Gryffindor dorms
"The Slytherins are having a party tonight" "So?" "Are we going?" "Absolutely not."
"Oh come on, Scarlett! We never do anything funny... In a week or two we'll be drowning in homework, let's have fun while we're free." "Viola is right, it won't hurt having some fun, and I have a new top to show off..." Smiled innocently Y/n
"But they're annoying, I bet they'd be able to ruin even their own party." Continued Scarlett. "Live a little! Loosen up a bit...While we talk, envious time will have fled: pluck the day, trusting as little as possible to the future." Shouted Viola, dramatically jumping on Y/n's bed.
"Ok, what was that?" "Carpe Diem" Answered Y/n. "Why does everyone know things I don't?"
The girl ignored Scarlett's question, going through her wardrobe, searching for a skirt.
"Black or red? Mhm... Black for me and red for Scarlett." Declared while throwing the piece of clothing at her friend's head. "Go get ready, we're meeting in the dungeons at 8 o' clock." Viola ran off slamming the dorm. After all, what could've happened in one night?
