(Aurelia's Pov)
January 10th
I was sitting on the sofas in the common room, Enzo wrapped his arm around me.
My body immediately said no.
Do I tell him or is that weird?
I uncomfortably shifted and Enzo pulled me closer. My leg shook and Enzo looked at me.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, it's just your arm." I whispered.
"Sorry." He said taking it off.
"I just feel bad since we're dating."
"Don't feel bad. If you don't wanna be touched just say so." He said.
"Hey how's the scar potion going? Are the marks fading?" Asked Theo.
"A bit. I still need a lot of work though."
"Well, you've got forever." Said Theo.
"I hope the scars fade fully. I don't want anything left behind." I said.
"I think it will." Said Mattheo.
"We'll never know. You'll be gone before that." Said Draco rolling his eyes.
"Are you still mad about that?" I asked.
"Nah, but damn. You're really gonna forget us." Said Draco.
"Hey, she's got six months ish before grad."
Said Theo.
"Speaking of grad, I need to start dress shopping." I said.
"Already?" Laughed Enzo.
"Around March it gets busy, and the best dresses get sold." I said.
"You could dress in rags and still be beautiful." Said Enzo.
"Aww." I said.
"Ew." Said Draco.
Mattheo gagged.
"Speaking of buying dresses, Draco you're a cunt." I said.
"What!" Said Draco.
"I hate you."
"Where's this coming from?" He said.
"We need to get into a fight so you'll give me your credit card as an apology again.
Grad dresses aren't cheap." I said.
"How'd you know I did that?" Said Draco.
"Daphne told me."
"That little bitch!"
(Lorenzo's Pov)
January 12th
Today in potions we're making Amortentias.
"Alright, take a whiff."
"Doesn't smell familiar." Said Aurelia.
"Really?" I said.
"I'm kidding! It smells like your cologne."
I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"Your turn." She said.
I smelt the potion and smiled.
"I'm smelling vanilla, maybe a bit of lavender, something flowery too." I said.
"Smell like anyone?" She asked.
I bent down and smelt around her neck.
"Ah! You're tickling me!"
I dug my nose deeper and she laughed.
"Okay! Stop!" She squealed pushing me back.
"Alright alright." I said.
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A Losing Game
FanfictionYou'd think starting a new school in year 7 would be stressful. But it's not, not for me. My goal is to focus on myself, graduate, and get the fuck out of here. Move across the world, leave this shitty place. It's not like my parents would miss...
