After decent days of classes, it was finally time for us to leave. As planned, Pansy and I would go down to the muggle world to go shopping and visit, Matteo also decided to join us since he had nothing better to do. I was really excited to show them around the muggle world though. I grew up here for the most part and absolutely loved it. We had plenty of time so I was ready to take them to my favorite places.
It was important to me for them to see this world in all its beauty because in a way, it's a part of me too. I spent many years here, would visit during vacation, had many friends here. It's a beautiful place with beautiful clothes too. I loved shopping with my heart.
Once we got to our hotel, that my parents kindly payed for. It was a suite with 2 bedrooms, kind of like an apartment. I loved those kinds of suites because there it didn't feel like any fancy hotel, it was kind of like a home. We put our suitcases down, ate and got ready to go out.
As their tour guide, it was my duty to take them so the best spots of the town. I knew exactly where I was going to take them, starting with malls for shopping, arcades, cool spots where we could hang, by the first day, we already had enough clothes to fill up half a suitcase. Pansy went to her room to sleep and Matteo and I stayed in mine, laying in the dark, comfortable silence of my room.
Neither of us talked, we just stayed in each other's arms, until we were disturbed. My phone kept ringing, again and again. I tried to get out of bed to answer but I was pulled back by Matteo, not wanting to let go of me. At some point, we were both annoyed by my ringtone so he let me go.
Seeing the called ID, I knew I needed to go into the living room of the suite. Reluctantly, I answer the call, hearing only "We need to talk". I agreed with the caller and put on some more appropriate clothes. I left my phone but took with me my keys and a bit of cash.
When Matteo asked, I didn't say much, just that I had an errand to run. Not having the time, nor the intent to explain the full story and situation to him.
I walked to a park, despite not going there in years, I still knew the route by heart. I sat on a swing, waiting until I heard footsteps behind me. My stomach turned, I felt nauseous, but I still turned around to greet her:
"
- Hi Irina
- Lucie! You come back in town and you don't even come say hi, how rude
- What do you want?
- What? Am I not allowed to want to spend time with my dear friend?
- Don't be ridiculous. I sat back down. You and I are not friends
- Don't be like that Lucie, you and I go way back
- Yeah we dated, we broke up, that's all there is to it
- It's not like that. Irina still had that smirk I hated so much on her face
- But it is
- You missed me?
- Not at all, I was better off without you
- Oh, no need to be like that. Am I not your most peaceful battle anymore? She quoted one of the poems I wrote about her
- You still remember that? I'm starting to think you're not over us
- Well you came after I called so I doubt you're over us either
- I am, I'm in a relationship now
- Oh, a boy, a girl?
- None of your business, just know I'm dating someone and I like them very much, we're here on vacation. So leave me alone okay? I don't want you to call me, text me, stalk me, nothing, understood?
- Oh so you bite now huh? Sure, I wonder how your partner is going to feel about this? She held an old book in her hand, a notebook with the many poems I wrote about her
- How the fuck do you still have this?
- Well I knew it could be useful
- Give me that. I tried to get the book from her hands
- No, you gave it to me remember, it's mine
- Fuck off, I wrote it, I want it back now
"
Irina and I ended up fighting for that book. Rolling on the floor, pulling it from each other's hands, slapping, kicking, punching each other for what seemed like hours. Until I finally got a hold of that damn book. I held on to it firmly, and hit her with it a few times, it was just a book, but a thick one.
With the book in hand, I walked back to the hotel room, it was late, the air was cold and crisp, it was the perfect occasion for me to think.
I wondered how Irina and I's relationship evolved into the thing it is today. First, her and I became good friends when I was still living in the muggle world, I was in a normal school, attending normal classes. She was the troubled kid that everyone was scared of, as time passed her and I met, became really good friends, she was my first girlfriend, my first love too.
First loves were always something, a phase where you're so infatuated with the person you can hardly see their flaws as flaws. I was so in love with her I couldn't see her faults, refused to see her faults. Until she went too far. She started getting in more and more trouble, until she secured a long stay in juvenile prison for a series of crimes that even I couldn't look past.
This book was her prison gift in a way. A bit after she went to juvie I transferred to beauxbatons, then Hogwarts, spending the many years trying to forget the big mistake I made. Not expecting her to come back and haunt me.
To be continued
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