If you're into messy romance, angsty smut, and a very chaotic friend group, this stories for you.
This is a childhood friends to lovers between Draco, and Isabella (Mattheo's reckless twin sister), but they're both huge players, toxic, addicted to p...
This is Cormac for those of you who haven't seen the movies.
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(Isabella's Pov) The next morning I decided to go to classes today. It might be a bit awkward, but whatever.
I walked to the great hall, and sat next to Mattheo.
"You're back." Said Theo. "What happened yesterday?" Said Mattheo. "Don't worry about it." I said.
Draco and Enzo walked over. Enzo looked at me, and grabbed my jaw.
"You alright?" He asked. "Yeah."
"Know something I don't?" Said Mattheo. "I was just asking." Said Enzo.
Mattheo looked at him for a bit longer before turning back around.
"Draco, you're awfully quiet." Said Mattheo.
I made eye contact with Draco for the first time today.
"We should go, class is gonna start." He said.
We stood up and walked to class. Enzo sat between Draco and I, Theo sat next to Draco.
Enzo put his arm around me, and ran his fingers through my hair.
I started doodling on my paper. He grabbed my pencil, and drew a tic tac toe board.
Whenever we were bored in class, Enzo and I would play tic tac toe.
(Enzo's Pov) Draco told me how the talk went yesterday. I think they're both okay, they just need time.
I wrapped my arms around her, and held her hand so she knows I'm here for her.
I remember she always liked that when she was young.
When her and Mattheo came back this year, it was like they never left.
"You know you can talk to me right? Draco told me." I whispered.
"I'm fine." She said smiling.
(Draco's Pov) I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Guilt? Jealousy?
I saw the way Enzo had his arm wrapped around her. It bothered me.
(Isabella's Pov) The guys were busy talking when I saw a figure approach. I looked up and saw this really hot Gryffindor.
"Hi." I smiled. "You kissed my friend at a party a couple days ago." He said. "Who's your friend?" I asked.
The guys all stopped their conversation.
"He's tall, cheekbones, fluffy hair." Said the guy. "Your gonna have to be more specific." "How many guys did you kiss?" He asked.
"Wouldn't you like to know." I said. "My friend says you're a good kisser." "You have a smart friend." I said. "I don't believe him." He said. "Is this your way of asking me to kiss you?" "Potentially."
