Learn to love

Rejected the light

Time jump: two days

Being slammed to the ground I fought against the pain exploding throughout my back. My head bounced off the ground from the impact. Closing my eyes for a moment, breathing heavily through my nose, I cursed the man standing over me. "Bloody hell Mads!"

"You should have been able to intercept that hit." Mads was a pale man. Early 20's, blond hair, and blue eyes. He stood at about 5'9. He was lean, but the man was stronger than he looked. "You're distracted."

"I am not." Pushing myself off the ground, I walked over to a bench on the side. Grabbing the bottle of water from the said bench, I took a long drink. Mainly to avoid the look Mads was giving me. I gave up fairly quickly, had I kept going I was sure to drown myself. "What's with the look?"

He frowned shrugging his shoulders. "What look?"

I huffed. "Like I kicked your owl kind of look." Not getting a response, I rolled my eyes and turned away. "Are we done for the day?"

"I don't know." He chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "How does Aaron usually handle it?"

I chuckled. "He has a unique way of handling things."

"What?"

"Nothing, look if we are done for the day, I will head to my next training." Seeing the annoyed look on his face, I chuckled. "Look, Aaron usually stops training after he takes me down a couple of times. He has no set session; we just jump into it. It all depends on the mood we are in."

Mads nodded. "I will keep that in mind for our next training session."

"Okay, now if you will excuse me."

"Wait, Athena." Mads reached out for my elbow narrowly missing it as I pulled just out of reach. 

Glaring at the death eater, I took a step back. "Don't ever reach for me like that again."

"Sorry." He stepped back, confused by my aggression. "I wanted to ask you if you'd like to go for a butterbeer with me."

I was taken aback by his offer. "Um..." What the hell was I supposed to say? I could deny it, but at the same time in doing so, I would have to give him some explanation for my rejection. Which I sure as hell couldn't tell him. Not without putting me or Aaron in the hot seat. And Mads wasn't known for his ability to keep his trap shut. "I-I can't. Sorry."

"Why?"

There it is. "You are not the type of man I find myself attracted to."

"What are you attracted to?" He kept pushing.

"Not you." I placed my hand on his chest, pushing him a few steps back. There was only one man I wanted near me. "Another thing do not step into my personal space. The last guy that did, may have lost the opportunity to pass his seed."

Mads raised his hand in surrender, stumbling back. "My apologies. I shall wait until the day you invite me."

"I'd stop waiting." I scoffed. "Never going to happen."

"So you're not going to tell me your type?" Mads followed me towards the door, clearly not willing to give up. "Give me just one reason."

"Your age." I blurted.

He frowned. "What about my age? I'm 26."

"There lies the fault." Patting his chest, I pulled the door open. "I like older men. Not boys."

Time jump: 2 days

Aaron walked the hallways to the best school he's ever known. His eyes watched each student that walked by him. Ensuring none of them got the bright idea of doing something stupid. Not that he's had any issues with the children. They weren't really in sessions at the time. These were the students that were sent back early. Mostly due to parents not wanting to deal with their children and deciding that Hogwarts was now a daycare for them. If only they knew what was happening behind closed doors. Watching a young dark-haired girl walk past him had him nearly whiplashing. She reminded her of the one girl he shouldn't be thinking about. He thought a few days away would help get her off his mind but only seemed to push her to the front. Every breathing moment his mind was on her. It was starting to get on his nerves. Nights were becoming unbearable without her nearby. Her scent lingered in the training room after a heavy session. Her voice carried over the hallways, calling his name. He'd never loved the sound of his name as much as he did when she spoke it.