The cramped compartment of the Hogwarts Express grew close around me as I waited eagerly for the arrival of Enzo. Enzo being Lorenzo Berkshire, my best friend. My best friend who still hadn't joined me as my fingers ran over the rough material of the uncomfortable train seats.
Miscellaneous kids strolled through the narrow passageway, trying to locate a seat. They all knew who I was waiting for, besides the occasional first year who I turned down every time.
My foot tapped impatiently as I felt the sluggish rumble of the train grow louder and louder until it finally departed from the
platform 9 ¾.
"Mind if I?" Riddle questions as he slides open the glass door in a swift movement. I wasn't planning on angering a Riddle so soon, but it's not uncommon for me and Mattheo to get into tiny fights.
"Go ahead Riddle" I mumble under my breath and shift in my seat.
"Anything from the trolley...oh! Ms. Charlesberg. What a pleasure to see you again dear. Where would Mr. Berkshire be? Hasn't left for his 6th year has he?" Bellows the nice and plump trolley lady. At least that's what me and Enzo called her when she rolled her oversized trolley out of earshot. You would think after 6 years you would know the trolley lady's name but I've always been bad with names.
"I'm sure Lorenzo is here somewhere.." I reply while I fiddle with the rings on my fingers.
"But I'm good for the trolley, thank you" I add politely. Even with heavy pockets I usually declined the trolley, my mother always told me sweets were bad. She turns to Mattheo and with a wave of his hand she understands, with a big grin she pushes the trolley to the next compartment as the sentence "Anything thing from the trolley?" repeats until it slowly fades into the suffocating silence and chug of the train.
"How's your little boyfriend? Berkshire? Hell, even the trolley lady knows u guys are best friends" Mattheo teased with a scrunch of his nose. Maybe I wasn't the only one who didn't know the trolley lady's name.
"He is not my boyfriend Mattheo and you know that" I hiss back at him with an equal amount of tease lingering in my words.
"Oh we are on a first name basis now, let me know when the wedding is then. I assume you pick me over that prick" He slurs his word's because he knows it annoys me but this time I choose to ignore him. We were almost at Hogwarts and I could finally get out of this small ass compartment and away from this prick. The thought of Hogwarts and Lorenzo left a fuzzy feeling in my stomach, that feeling just needed to stay.
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What We Used To Be
Fiksi PenggemarLena Charlesberg and Lorenzo Berkshire were tied together since birth. With their mothers meeting at Hogwarts their friendship has grown stronger and stronger since the dawn of time. This friendship continues to grow when they finally are accepted i...
