𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳 [ᕼᑭ ᙭ ᑭᒍO]

III || "I was looking at his eyes."

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"You threatened last three boys till they cried."

"They were making useless conversations."

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IN THE EVENING, Lilith found herself in the library, a couple of charms textbook around her and some old scraps of parchment.

Terry bribed her by saying that if she'll come in the library with him, he'll give her chocolates he brought from France.

Her favourite class far was charms, and in her free time she liked to go through her charms textbooks, but right now she was struggling with the essay Snape gave them. She didn't listened to him when he was telling them about sleeping draught.

She asked Terry to tell her about it but he straight off declined and gave her another lecture on how she shouln't have slept when Snape was teaching them. She gave him another middle finger in response, at which she got another lesson.

She was terribly missing Ethan now, not that she would ever tell him.

"Come on, Berry! I'll give you some treats too." Lilith pouted but Terry gave her another blank look.

"I'll be back." Terry said as he left her.

"Where are you—" Lilith asked but Terry had already made his way towards the table at the end of the Library. A strawberry blonde girl was sitting there. She gave Terry a huge smile and gave him space to sit.

Lilith smirked to herself as she watched them chat excitedly.

Within few minutes, her Adhd acted up and she found her staring out of the window, watching an owl in a tree as the sunset's final light dipped behind the horizon.

"Struggling?"

Glancing up she found the same boy who rolled his eyes at Draco this morning when he was taunting Harry.

Lilith tried back to remember his name. He was leaning against a bookcase opposite to her, a book clutched underneath his arm. His expression was stoic as ever.

"It's potions." Lilith replied.

As much as she loved making Potions with Alabaster, she hated the way Snape teach them that beautiful subject.

"Need any help?"

She looked at him, surprised. He took her silence as an invitation and sat in the seat beside her.

Lilith tried to look busy on her eassy, but she couldn't hide the fact that it was blank.

I really shouldn't sleep in class, she thought.

"Is it about the sleeping draught?" The boy's deep voice broke the silence.

She nodded, dipping her quill in the ink again. She was excellent at studies, that was a fact. Staying with Annabeth made her appreciate study, she wanted to gain knowledge about the world as much as she can but her ADHD never let her. Annabeth was the one who always pushed her but she wasn't here so it was pretty hard for Lilith to concentrate.

"Open with the description." He said.

His sudden interaction again surprised her. She looked at him but the boy was looking down in his book.

She noticed that he was rather pale, perhaps he don't go out that much, she thought. His eyes were grey and his hairs were the darkest shade of brown.

Lilith, of cource, had seen him before but she never made a move to talk to him. Hell, she don't even remember his name.