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Mattheos pov:

I just couldn't bare to watch her rubbing up against someone like that. Someone with those intentions.

Dancing boy's mind was crawling with all the ways he could fuck her.

Scum.

I shouldn't have interfered, now she will think she think she means something. That she's special to me.

She's just a mystery, a puzzle.

Every girl i have encountered has either thrown themselves at me or feared me. She hasn't done either.

Instead she insults me,like she doesn't know who i am. What i'm capable of.

And to further my confusion i cannot read her like the others.

No matter how much i look at her, i get nothing. No sense of her intentions, thoughts or feelings.

Anastasia's pov:

What a complete prick!

Telling me what to do, bossing me around like a puppet.

As if he hasn't already been enough of an arsehole he starts to tell me who i can and can't touch.

I will do whatever i want with whoever i want thank you very much.

normal pov:

After a serval songs, Anastasia made her way back to her friends, who had congregated around the fire place.

Green flames danced setting a dim lighting as she approached the group.

"C'mon Annie, sit with us" Enzo said with a large grin plastered on his face. He patted the seat next to him and Anastasia happily obliged, plonking her body next to him.

She snuggled onto the sofa next to him as he raised his arm leaving it draped over the back of the sofa.

Anastasia was completely comfortable with Enzo's movements as he had no intention of trying anything with her.

He was like a brother.

"Riddle join us, we were just about to play a little game." Blaise motioned him over.

Mattheo took a seat next to Theo. He relaxed into the chair like he owned it, lighting up the cigarette that was currently balancing on his lips.

"What game are we playing then Blaise" Draco asked gaining everyone's attention.

"We'll now that we're all here i may have stolen a little vial of veritaserum, for a game i like to call truth or dare."

The group whooped at his bravery. Stealing from Snape was risky at the best of times.

"Everyone have a sip then." Pansy grabbed the bottle straight out of Blaise'd hand and drinking it.

"What i'm excited?" Pansy remarked as the whole group grumbled at her eagerness.

The vial was passed around and each person took a sip before moving it along.

"Who's up first then?" asked Theo not really understanding the rules.

"I'll go!" Pansy waved her hand in the air like a child at school.

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