𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

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I wrap my arms around Jared. "I missed you."

"I missed you more." He says, giving me his pretty smile.

I sit down next to him at the Slytherin table in the great hall.

"Is your brother in Slytherin?" He asks.

"Yep, just watched the sorting ceremony. I'm not surprised at all."

I often find myself staring at Jared a lot. He knows I do that. It's like I zone out just looking at him. He has such a dreamy appearance, I remind him of it all the time.

He has wavy black hair that's somehow always messy but still flawless. He says his hair is really dark brown, but i'm convinced it's black. His skin is fair, and is definitely a huge contrast from the hair. His eyes are hazel, they look brown most of the time, but as soon as his eyes hit natural light, you can't miss the green.

Even his name is pretty.

Jared Edward Keller

He's prettier than me. No matter how much he tells me i'm prettier with my blonde hair and blue eyes, i'll never believe him as long as he exists.

Suddenly a random guy walks up behind me. "Hiraeth your mom was hot as fuck." He slaps a newspaper on the table in front of me.

I gasp when I see the photo. It's my mom licking alcohol off my dad's abs? Okay, I'm officially made to party.

"Yes, trust me I know." I tell him, furrowing my eyebrows at the picture.

I don't know why I'm surprised. I know how they acted in school. I just wasn't expecting it to be this shocking.

"That's the most Slytherin photo I've ever seen." Jared says.

I hand the newspaper back to the boy and he runs off.

"I mean... did you see that? It's like I could feel the sexual tension through the paper. No wonder they had me so young."

Jared laughs at me. "Wasn't your mom a model?"

I nod. "Yes, she didn't wanna be. But she was, and she was awfully good at it too. There were just people that made her take a lot of photos that made her uncomfortable."

"Where would they have gotten that paper?" He asks.

I shrug. "There's so much I don't know about her. Even so much I don't know about my father. They say they won't tell me everything because It's traumatizing, but maybe when I'm older."

"Just give them time. They're your parents, I'm sure they won't keep it from you forever." Jared says.

"My dad gets so tense when I ask about the battle. I just wanna know more."

Jared taps me on the shoulder. "I think your brother is coming over here."

"Merlin, not him." I scoff.

Surely enough he was right.

Sterling walks up to us looking just like my father. Cocky.

"You're looking at the newest Slytherin in the family." He says. "Get a load of me. Don't I look like Dad?"

"Egh. Spare me."

He furrows his eyebrows at me, then looks at Jared. "Who's your boyfriend?"

I roll my eyes. "Not my boyfriend. Best friend." I hate introducing them to each other, but I guess it has to be done. "Sterling, meet Jared. Jared, meet Sterling."

"I've heard so much about you." Jared says. "Are you as annoying as Hiraeth makes you seem?"

Sterling shoots me a side eye. "She's more annoying than me. Haven't you noticed that yet? That's probably why she doesn't have a boyfriend."

"Hey! I'm telling you, though. This is my year. I've blossomed."

He scoffs. "You mean you finally grew boobs?"

I gasp and push him. "Sterling if you don't go away right now."

He just laughs and walks away.

I shake my head. "He is such a bitch."

"He's your brother, I'd be surprised if you didn't argue with him." Jared says.

"I wanna have sex." I blurt out.

He looks at me like I'm crazy. "Where'd that come from?"

"I don't know. We're only fifteen but suddenly I feel like everyone has done it except for me."

"I haven't had sex." He smiles.

"At least i'm not completely alone." I smile back. "But my parents were going at it when they were our age."

He grabs the pitcher of water from the table and pours each of us a glass. "You don't have to be exactly like your parents."

I take a sip. "I just feel like I want to. I'm not exactly sure why."

He looks at me deeply, making sure I'm listening. "Be careful, Hiraeth. I'm serious. There's a lot of dickheads here."

"It's whatever."

"Hiraeth."

"I'll be careful." I say, giving him just a little assurance.

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