part 8

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i was in my dorm bawling my eyes out in enzo's chest. the door to my dorm was open because pansy just left and she forgot to close but i couldn't care less. i clutched on enzo's shirt and cried more.

call me a crybaby or whatever but that really hurt badly. i wouldn't have cried this hard if enzo and pansy didn't ask me to explain what happened once again. i burst out crying while explaining it. pansy went to get me my favorite muggle chocolates.

outside yn's dorm

mattheo: we should tell her.

draco: she'll avada us before that, mate.

mattheo: she's crying for god's sake.

draco: let her. she rarely cries. sometimes we should just let out our emotions, plus she'll be fine she's my strong little sister. *he said with a chuckle*

mattheo: shouldn't we do something about berkin-whatever. *he said as he glared at enzo from the gap between the door*

draco: why?

mattheo: well since you said you didn't like her around guys.

draco: enzo's fine, he doesn't have any intentions.

mattheo: you never know.

they could hear yn shout a little, "ILL KILL THEM ENZO, WHERE'S MY WAND?"

both draco and mattheo flinched at that.

(timeskip )

in class

draco and mattheo often tried to talk to yn but one glare from her and they stopped. draco and mattheo mutually agreed to throw a note at yn in the form of a bird. she threw it away but once again a paper-bird-note landed on yn and she took a deep breath.

yn pov

i raised my hand, snape raised his eyebrow.

"professor, draco and mattheo keep throwing these paper birds at me."

i handed the chit over to snape, he threw it away.

"detention after class, mr. riddle and mr. malfoy."

they groaned, i smirked.

after a while, draco raised his hand and said,

"professor, yn flew this chit towards us."

um what the fuck?

"i did not-"

snape opened the chit this time. he furrowed his eyebrows. he frowned. he displayed anger.

"detention after class to you too, ms. malfoy."

oh they're both so dead. i thought to myself.

mattheo flinched ever so slightly, but then again maintained his cold demeanor.

-to be continued-


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