1. "No this is my dorm!" 🗣️

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(Aurelia's Pov)
You'd think starting a new school in year seven would be stressful.

Having to find classrooms, being in a new environment, having to make friends when everyones known each other for years.

But it's not.
Not for me.

My goal is to focus on myself, graduate, and get the fuck outta here.

Move across the world, leave this shitty place.
It's not like my parents would miss me, I have no siblings, no other family, and no friends.

I've had to move schools so often I eventually stopped trying to make friends.

But I've never minded being on my own.
I've always been alone.

I've just arrived to my dorm and started unpacking. There were two beds for some reason.

I requested a room with no roommate, I didn't want that extra presence.

(Draco's Pov)
I was panting, and felt as my body came down from the high.

Astoria was panting too.

"Astoria you alright sweetheart?"
"Yeah." She said breathlessly.
"Need me to stay?" I asked.

"You can go. If you wanna come back the doors open. My legs will be too." She said.

I chuckled and walked out.
At least something good happened this year.

I was pissed.

Enzo and I've shared a dorm since year one, and Mattheo, and Theo have.

It was perfect.

But for some reason there's been a switch.
Enzo has a single dorm, and I have a one with a roommate.

So my plan is to get friendly with my roommate, and ask him to switch with Enzo.

I just hope he hasn't unpacked already.

Finally I got to my dorm.

I saw clothes, drawers were open, and a suitcase was unzipped.

Shit.
That shag wasted time.

I heard the sink running, and waited by a bed.
The lock on the washroom clicked.

The door opened and I gasped.
A girl.

She had blonde hair that rested below her boobs. She had glasses, the sexy kind. She had slim long legs, she must've been 5,6. Her nails were lavender and they were on the shorter end. She smelt quite nice, and her skin was smooth. Everything about her was perfectly groomed. She was hot.

She looked me up and down, and turned her head, squinting.

"I pray to god you're not the sister of my roommate. The things I'd do to you if you'd let me." I said.

Her mouth dropped.
"Excuse me?" She said.

"You're right, being the sister of a friend hasn't stopped me before, and it won't stop me now."

"But I will." She said.
"Will what?" I said back.

She sighed and walked over to me.

"Who the fuck even are you, and why are you in my dorm?" She said.

"Sorry to break it to you, but this is my dorm."

"No this is my dorm." She said.
"No this is my dorm."

"No this is my dorm!" She snarled.

I stopped and we stared at each other.
"How about we check?" I said.

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