Fire & Flame

Three

Louis brushed his fingers through his hair a few times, not liking the way his brown locks fell across his forehead. He stared at himself in the mirror, fixing the collar of his shirt until he was satisfied with how he looked. "You almost ready Lou?" Niall called out from where he was in Louis' bathroom, applying cologne he stole from his friend.

"Yeah just finished." He called back, pursing his lips as he looked at the color of his shirt. He wasn't feeling the dark navy color anymore. He snapped his fingers and the color of his shirt changed to a deep emerald green and he smiled, brushing himself off before turning around to face his friend. Niall emerged from the bathroom and grinned, looking Louis up and down before striking a pose.

"How do I look?"

"Like a Greek God, now let's go." Louis replied with a chuckle, wrapping his arm around his best friend as they leave to head down to the watering hole. It was a short walk from the dorms but could only be accessed through a tunnel that was spelled by Louis himself. Only students were able to pass through which allowed their secret partying place to remain unknown from the academy.

The two men ducked into the tunnel and walked down the wet path until they reached a dead end, Louis opened his palm and whispered, "Revelare Ostium." A rectangular cutout formed into the wall and caved in, the sound of music filling the tunnel as the entrance to the watering hole opened. They both stepped through, the wall closing itself up behind them as they took in the sight before them.

There were students everywhere, grinding and dancing with one another with solo cups in their hands, the liquids spilling over as they moved. The music was blaring and Louis felt the excitement fill him, he always loved a good party. "Do you want a drink? I'll grab one." Niall shouts over the music, pointing to the makeshift bar made from a tree trunk.

"Yes please, you know what I like." Louis shouts back, watching his friend disappear into the crowd before his eyes begin scanning the crowd. He hasn't forgotten he's here with a purpose, and it wasn't long for his eyes to land on it. He was perched up on the pile of large rocks that lined the pond that took over the center of the room, which is why it's called the watering hole.

His brown curls were swept back with a bandana and he had on a emerald green silk button down with black jeans. Louis grimaced and glanced down at his own shirt, snapping his fingers again so that it changed back to the dark navy. There was no way in hell, he would be matching with Harry Styles. He pushed aside his pride and made his way to the tall curly haired man who was talking to his best friend Liam Payne. Liam was a werewolf who has been friends with Harry since they were both kids and ended up in the same grade class.

Louis had nothing personal against him because they've barely spoken two words to each other in the two years they've been at Red Thorn but he was disliked by association. Green eyes met blue as Harry looked up at his approaching form. A small smirk took over his face causing his dimple to pop out. "Well look who it is." He greeted, leaning back on one of his hands, the other holding a drink as he kicks his long legs out in front of him. Louis resisted the urge to roll his eyes and grabbed the drink from Harry's hands, putting it to his mouth and taking a sip.

He tried to ignore the surprised look that flashed in Harry's eyes and how much that excited him. The strong taste of rum and coke blasted his tongue as he swallowed the drink, pulling the cup away while licking his lips. He couldn't help but notice the way Harry's eyes followed the movement. "Hello Styles, funny seeing you here. Thought you were too good to be partying on a school night." Louis teases and flips his hand around, the cup that was once there now gone.

"Never said I was good deliciae." Harry retorts, hooking his foot around Louis' leg to drag him forward. Louis stumbled but managed to catch himself, settling in the space between his long legs. His blue eyes flickered to Liam who was watching the two in amusement and Louis nodded his head in a greeting.

"Hey Liam."

"Looking good Lou." He replies, taking a sip of his own drink that was in his hands. Louis ignored his compliment and turned his attention back to Harry who was staring at him intently. Louis felt his breath catch and he swallowed, Harry's eyes watching his adams apple move before meeting his again.

"You owe me a drink." Harry points out and Louis chuckles, brushing his hair away from his forehead.

"Rum and coke barely counts as a drink. I'll show you what a real drink is." Louis opened his palm and whispered a spell, a cup with liquid appearing in his hand. He offered it to the dark warlock who takes it without hesitation, bringing it to his lips and taking a long sip. Louis' eyes watched as he swallowed, biting down on his lip as he tried to ignore the warm feeling pooling in his stomach.

Harry pulled the cup away and licked his lips as Louis had done, his green eyes sparkling with interest. "Sex on the beach. My favorite." Louis chokes at his response and clears his throat suddenly feeling overwhelmed by their close proximity. He forces a chuckle and pushes himself away from the tall man, brushing himself off.

"Now we're even." He says, referring to the drink that was stolen. "See you around." He winks at the green eyed man and nods once more to Liam before sauntering off, feeling the burn of Harry's eyes on his back. The first step to his plan has been set in motion and now he has to let it run its course.

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Louis was drunk. He was drunk and he was warm from all the dancing he was doing. Niall had caught up with him not long after he left Harry and shoved a drink and two shots down his throat. He knew he was going to feel this in the morning but he couldn't help but let loose and have fun without worrying about the weight of the world that laid on his shoulders.

"I wish Zayn was here so I could actually have something good to look at." Niall whined drunkenly in Louis' ear causing the smaller of the two to chuckle, his hand coming up to wipe the beads of sweat that formed on his face.

"You are so obsessed." Louis points out, chugging the rest of his drink before tossing the cup into the air, not caring where it landed. "Have you even tried talking to him?"

"How am I supposed to talk to a man like that? Plus he's a demon and our trainer, thats double the trouble."

Louis swayed to the music, feeling his head start to spin as the drinks and the heat got to him. "You're a catch Ni, there's nothing wrong with trying." Louis responds, fanning his face. "I need some air." He continues on, waiting for Niall's nod of approval before he starts to push past the crowd of students around him.

He stumbled off the dance area, walking over to a nearby tree trunk that was laid down on its side. It was far enough from the crowd of people but still close enough to where he could find Niall if needed. "Having fun deliciae?"

Louis whipped around, his vision blurring momentarily as his blue eyes landed on Harry who was hidden in the shadows behind the tree trunk. His lips pursed and he furrowed his brows, "What are you doing Styles? Being a creep as usual?" He retorts, his words slurring the slightest bit. Harry chuckles and moves from where he was standing, taking the seat next to the smaller man. His slender fingers gently brushed away the hair that swept across Louis' forehead before trailing down until two fingers gripped his chin. His face was turned upwards to meet Harry's intense gaze and Louis heard his own breathing get choppy.

"When are you going to realize it?" Harry whispers, his eyes darting back and forth between Louis' eyes and his lips that were slightly parted as Louis struggled to catch his breath.

"Realize what?" Louis breathed out, his hand moving to wrap around Harry's wrist. The moment their skin touched he felt a bolt of electricity zap through his body, causing him to gasp as goosebumps rose across his skin. Harry's lips twisted into a smirk and he leaned forward, his lips brushing across Louis' flushed cheek.

"When are you going to realize there's more to us than you choose to believe?" He finally responds, his lips pressing into the warm skin as he placed a gentle kiss onto Louis' cheek. Then he was gone, and Louis was left alone dizzy and confused.