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BIGGER THAN THE WHOLE SKY — TAYLOR SWIFT
'Every single thing I touch becomes sick with sadness.'

The morning after the Yule Ball, Cassie wakes up at one in the afternoon. With a pounding headache, she brushes her teeth and washes her face. Fuck, she looks rough. It's Christmas morning (well, afternoon) and Cassie couldn't feel more hungover.

She doesn't bother getting out of her pyjamas but she does brush her hair out. With a sigh, she leaves her dorm where Pansy, Lexi, Daphne and Tracey are still asleep.

Cassie sighs with relief at the sight of her beloved boyfriend. There's nobody else she can be bothered to speak to with such a horrible headache. Cassie practically collapses over his lap, closing her eyes. "Never let me drink again." she croaks, her throat sore.

Enzo laughs and leans over to kiss her. She's leant against the arm of the chair, the rest of her body weight on Enzo's lap. "I tried, baby. I tried." he sighs.

Cassie snorts, "I feel like shit."

"Yeah, I'm not surprised. Do you remember what happened once it finished?"

"Oh fuck, what happened?"

"You stayed behind with Hermione, I don't know why, then when you came back you drank even more. You literally licked a shot off Mattheo's collarbone."

Cassie sits up straight, "No I did not."

He laughs and nods, "Yes you did, Cass."

Cassie groans into her hands and lies back again. "I have a love-hate relationship with alcohol."

Enzo chuckles, resting his head on her shoulder. "You'll be fine, love. Merry Christmas." he smiles.

She tilts her head to the side and kisses him again. "Merry Christmas, Enz."

"I got you a present." he says quietly, reaching into his pocket.

"You did?" she smiles. He gives her a small wrapped present. Cassie opens it with a grin. It's a tarnished gold ring with an L initial engraved lightly. "There's no way."

"I did worry it'd be a little pretenio—"

"No— I got you basically the same thing but a necklace!"

Cassie sits up and rushes down to her dorm, ignoring how the sudden movement and mass amount of stairs leaves her wobbly. She grabs the present from her bedside table and heads back up (slowly, this time). Enzo unwraps it with a smile. It has a gold chain with a small circular dangly pendant that has her constellation engraved on. "No fucking way." he scoffs with a grin. She chuckles and lifts the necklace behind his neck, he leans forward and she clips it together.

"I think we're both a little possessive at heart." Cassie shrugs, nestling under his shoulder.

"Well, you are mine. I made that quite clear last night."

Cassie snorts, "I remember that. You kissed me so hard that Cedric picked me up and put me the other side of the room."

Enzo chuckles, "Yes he did. You just came back and I kissed you again. Fucking Marcus Flint was watching too."

Cassie snorts, "Well you know he's a twat anyway."

"Yeah." Enzo smiles, kissing the top of her head. Only half the room are in the common room today— most of them are first to third years who didn't attend the ball. "Blaise and Draco are up, they're playing a seeker's game outside. You can guess where Mattheo and Theo are."

The lake outside is complete frozen this time of year, creating a beautiful green lighting in the common room. It's even more beautiful at night when the moon shines through the cracks of ice. Cassie loves her common room.

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