CHAPTER 4

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For 3 weeks- Enzo and I hung out every single day. My friends never caught on- Ginny helped me out if they asked where I'd been after class ended- or why I was in the library for hours and hours talking to Enzo about music and what we'd both read recently. 

I learned a lot about him- and he learned a lot about me. His favorite book was Dead Poets Society because he found said he found it interesting about how the book was surrounded about individuality and peoples judgement. His favorite song was Back To The Old House by The Smiths (he has very good music taste). Enzo was really good with artsy things- like music and painting. He hated the color green, had glasses that he never wore, and could play bass, guitar, piano, and the drums. 

From his side- he learned a bit about me as well. He knew my favorite song was I Love You So by The Walters, my favorite books were The Virgin Suicides and Little Women (I'd finished it when we hung out). He knew the color of my eyes, my favorite color, how much I loved hot chocolate, the fact I studied when I got nervous, and that I could only play guitar and nothing else (he liked that I played guitar a lot). 

It was obvious we both liked each other- I just didn't know how to say it or what to do. Over the weeks, instead of holding my hand it had gotten to him putting his arm around my shoulder and warm hugs every time we greeted each other- and I loved it.

It finally got to September 25th- and we'd left for London. Of course- Enzo had to sit with Draco which I was fine with, so I sat with Hermione instead. 

"Did you know we were getting roommates?" Hermione asked me, "And they're from different houses? Plus they're boys!" She kept on going, "Who even thought of this?"

I shrugged, "Have no idea."

"It's so loud on this bus," Hermione said, looking around. 

I nodded, "Agreed."

We talked the rest of the way while we sat in a bus full of loud teenagers. We arrived at at the hotel at 3:00, and Professor Burbage gave a little speech. 

"Now students- I've set you in rooms with another member from a different house. I'll be handing out papers with your room number, your partner who is also your roommate, and our schedule for the next 5 days," she told us, handing us our itinerary, "Now- please find your partner and head your way upstairs. And for our prefect boys and girls- you will be roommates. But lucky for you, you'll stay with someone from your house."

Hermione looked at her paper, "I really got partnered with Ronald?"

"Seems like you did," I laughed, "I wish Harry was here- he would've enjoyed seeing this happen."

Harry pulled out because he had too much work on his hands. Plus, he'd recently been sensitive about everything. I didn't know what to do- but this week was his detention week. We first off had no idea why it was pushed so far back, and also why it was when most of the students were gone. Harry did have a full free week to do whatever he wanted- and I'd told him I'd call him every night and let him know what was happening.

"Save me," Hermione said, "I'll see you later."

"Bye Mione," I smiled, waving as she and Ron walked up the stairs with each other. 

I looked down at my paper- in bold letters it red: LORENZO BERKSHIRE. I don't know how I was getting this lucky. I spotted Enzo, and he was talking to Draco. They both seemed pissed at each other- probably because Draco was rooming with someone that wasn't Pansy Parkinson. 

After a few more seconds of arguing, Draco went upstairs and Enzo walked towards me. 

"This is a sign," he told me, "A sign from the universe."

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