𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓!
IN WHICH.. Bellamy finds herself questioning everything she knew for a
slytherin boy with trust issues.
OR
IN WHICH.. regulus black and Bellamy Silvers discover that they're not all so different.
ENDGAME: REGULUS X OC
35 in house of...
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THAT MORNING WAS...DIFFICULT FOR Bellamy—She was sat in her dorm room more or less hyperventilating about last night.
"Marlene i cant go down— i sit next to him in potions!" Her hands found her way to her head as she faced the reality of her actions.
Some people could argue she was being over dramatic— but Bellamy wasn't outgoing, or risky, or the type of person to run up to someone and kiss them. Not to mention that the crush she had attempted to let go rose back to the surface.
By compromising with Marlene last night she'd hoped to get rid of her small feelings— obviously the plan went south and this mess occurred.
"Stop wailing—come on its not a big deal, Potters got his eye on Lily anyways," Marlene replies breathing heavily through her nose, she'd been listing to Bells cries for around an hour now.
"I think i'll stay up here, what's the big deal about breakfast anyways?" Bellamy reasons as she goes to sit on her bed— before her blonde friend grabs her and pulls her towards the door.
"Just speak to him, tell him i dared you—" Marlene counters, pouting at their dorm door. She'd been ready a while but had been attempting to help her doting friend,
"Whatever you decide— you've got slughorn first,"
"Oh kill me now!"
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"This headache will be the death of me Mooney," James whines as he heads to the hall, he'd woken up fairly late— his memory splattered everywhere.
"No wonder— you drank like your life depended on it," He replies, swiping his hair out of his face before taking a seat on the benches provided for the Gryffindor students.
"I'm sure it did in the moment,"
"Right,"
Steps approach the table lightly as a small shadow cast down on their table. Remus looks up first before slightly nudging his friend to gather his attention.
"Erm, Potter— can i talk to you," Bellamy says rather robotically— Marlene had gone over some quick ideas to help, none rather helpful but she used what she could.
"Course Silvers," James smiles and stands, Bellamy doesn't miss the not so subtle wink Sirius gave him as he left.
They walk around past the tables and end up in one of the side hall corridors, privacy was limited when almost all students were gathered into a collectives space but they did what they could.
