SEQUEL TO RYLIN RIDDLE
(BOOK 2)
Almost 2 years have passed after the War at Hogwarts. The voices in Ry's head have grown and her control of magic has weakened.
Ry hasn't heard from anyone other than her brothers and Enzo.
Theo is completely MIA.
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Yesterday, I spent the day with Enzo's family. It was a lot of talking and catching up. His aunt and uncle left just before dinner while Maggie and Luca are staying until Monday. It was fun to spend time them all again. It was oddly comfortable to be around them and just here. It wasn't unnatural at all. I used to sit and talk to them a few times a year at least so this was nothing.
Today, Enzo and I are meeting up with our old friends for dinner at some wizard restaurant in France. Everyone is able to make it so I'm excited. It will be the first time we've all been together since fifth year at Beauxbatons. And even more so we haven't all been together since mid way through the year before Enzo left early.
I'm sure everyone will be similar to how they were back then, but also completely different. We were all fifteen when we were last together, some of us only fourteen. Now we're twenty. It's insane to think about really.
I put on a simple white, cropped short sleeve shirt and a black mini skirt with a slit on one side. I had on short boots with a small heel and my purse over my shoulder. I want to look nice but not fancy. Just enough for fun.
Knock knock. "Come in!" I shouted, straightening out my skirt in the mirror as the door opened.
"I'm ready whenever you are. You look really nice, Ry." Enzo's voice wafted in from the opposite side of the room, his footsteps growing closer. "Thank you. Should I leave my hair like this or pin part of it up?" I asked, not turning to see him but holding my hair in a half ponytail on the top of my head and releasing it over and over again.
"Leave it down. It looks pretty like that. And really long." Enzo came up next to me, now visible in the mirror. "Ok, perfect. Then we can go. Oo, I like the shirt, Berkshire." I finally actually looked at him, well in the mirror. "Thanks." My hair was straightened, falling down to my butt.
Enzo had on white linin pants with a black, short sleeve button up shirt. The had the top few buttons left undone, making the outfit perfect.
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"Do you know where we're going? Because I have no idea." I asked him, doing one last check in the mirror before walking away. "Yes. I've been there a few times. I can apparate us both so you don't get lost somehow." He joked, flashing a smile as he held out his hand. I took it, closing my eyes and waiting for the swirl of apparation.
I opened my eyes, standing next to Enzo. We were on a set of concrete steps in front of a large restaurant brightly lit up. Enzo opened the door and held it for me, me leading us into the building. There was a large desk in the front, with a few hostesses, dressed in full black uniforms.
"Did you two have a reservation?" One woman asked, smiling at us. "Yeah, under Berkshire. For six?" Enzo answered, going closer to the desk.
"Ry Riddle! Merlin, how I've missed seeing your face somewhere other than the Daily Prophet." I heard a shrill voice come from behind me, making me turn.
