⬩WORRIED⬩

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As I made my way through the halls of the Slytherin common room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction from last week's wild party. Stephen had finally convinced me to be his girlfriend and I had been spending all week with him. He is so dreamy its hard not to want to be around him. The way his sandy blonde hair flows and lays gives him a nice look,

"Hey Y/n," a brown-haired girl greeted me with a warm smile.

I furrowed my brows in confusion. "Do I know you?"

A look of surprise crossed her face. "It's Tracey," she said, as if it should have been obvious.

"I'm sorry, Tracey, but I don't remember ever meeting you before," I shrugged.

"Don't play games, Y/n," a wavy-haired boy with a thick Italian accent chimed in.

"I'm not playing games. I truly don't recognize any of you," I stated firmly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to see my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" A boy with fluffy, wavy hair and a slight French accent sounded incredulous.

"Yes, Stephen," I replied,"My boyfriend,"

Heading out of the common room and into the Great Hall, I found Stephen sitting with his friends. Skipping over to him, I greeted him with a smile.

"Hi baby," I cooed.

"Hello doll," he smirked at his friends. "Come sit."

I sat down next to him and shortly after, we were joined by his friend Franklyn. He bombarded me with questions about myself while Stephen wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Not now Franklyn," said Cornfoot

After excusing ourselves from the group, we made our way out to the Black Lake. Sitting on a smooth rock by the water's edge, we talked and laughed for what felt like hours. As I dipped my feet into the cool water, Stephen's arms wrapped around my waist and he placed a soft kiss on my cheek, making me giggle.

"What baby?" I asked as he seemed needy and wanting attention as he kissed my neck

"Can't I not hold you," he teased as I turned around towards him

I giggled stepping on my tiptoes before kissing him gently. He pulled my waist closer lifting me up a little more. He guided me back to the rock where he sat down and I followed sitting on his lap. I tensed up when his hands went to my butt. He pulled away

"You okay doll?"he asked

"I am not ready for that yet," I told him

"We don't have to do anything doll," he tucked my hair behind my ear

The rest of the day was spent in blissful contentment with Stephen. As we walked towards dinner, I felt a hand grip my arm hard.

"What?" I sneered, turning to an older boy with wavy hair.

"Why did you tell those boys you didn't know your twin?" he demanded.

"I don't have a twin," I replied, confused.

"Yes you do Y/n you have a twin and a older brother...me," the boy said with a look of disbelief.

"I'm sorry, but I'm an orphan. I don't have any family," I stated firmly, trying to pull away from his grasp.

As Stephen called out to me, the boy pushed him against a nearby wall. "What the hell did you do to my sister?" he seethed.

"N-nothing," stuttered Stephen as he tried to push the boy away.

"Don't lie!" the boy shouted, getting into Stephen's face.

"Leave him alone!" I yelled, pushing the boy away before grabbing Stephen's hand and pulling him away.

Stephen wrapped his arm protectively around my waist as we walked away. "Are you okay, doll?" he asked with concern etched on his face.

"Yeah, I'm just confused about those boys claiming to be my brothers," I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Just ignore them," Stephen said reassuringly as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and made me blush.

With a quick peck on his lips. We headed into dinner and I sat beside him. He loaded my plate of food and we started eating. 

The girl with bushy, unruly hair in a crisp Gryffindor uniform approached me,"Hey bestie," she spoke with a smile. I couldn't help but feel confused,"Why are you confused?" she asked, tilting her head to the side inquisitively.

"I don't know you," I replied honestly

 "We've been best friends since we were five." she sounded worried

I was taken aback by her words, still unable to recall any memories of our supposed friendship. "I'm sorry," I stammered, feeling embarrassed. "I'm not joking around."

She stepped closer to me, concern etched on her features. "Are you feeling ill?" she checked my forehead

"No," I responded, pushing her hand away gently.

"It's me, Hermione," she said, looking at me with worried eyes.

"Doesn't ring a bell," I shrugged,"Its nice to meet you though Hermione," I nodded to her before turning away

Hermione continued to sit beside me looking dumbfounded before she got up and headed to the Slytherin table and talked with the boys and girls from earlier trying to know me. 

I turned to Stephen,"I'm gonna go to my room," 

"Want me to join?" he smirked

 I told him I had some homework to do and promised to see him tomorrow. With a smile on my face, I headed off to complete my work. 

"Miss. Riddle,"

"Hello Professor," I said looking up

"Is everything alright?" Professor McGonagall asked, her tone full of concern.

"Oh yes ma'am. Why wouldn't it be?" I replied innocently, my smile never wavering.

"Well, I remember you mentioning earlier this week that Stephen was annoying you, and now suddenly you two are dating. I have also noticed that you have not been seen with any of your friends and have only been around Stephen this whole week," Professor McGonagall observed, 

"Stephen is all I need," I replied confidently"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a lot of homework to catch up on."

"Of course, Miss Riddle," Professor McGonagall said, her expression still filled with worry

I sat down at my desk and started on my homework, trying to push away any thoughts of Professor McGonagall's words. But as I worked, I couldn't help but wonder if there was something more to Stephen. He seemed so normal on the surface, but there was something mysterious about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

As the night wore on, I found myself getting more and more distracted. My thoughts kept drifting back to Stephen and what Professor McGonagall had said.

I found a note in my back pocket and opened it

I love straight hair and tight clothes on you
<3  Stephen

I kept that in mind for when I am around him. 

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