Truly Yours (TomxLilith)

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Third POV:

Enzo walked back to the table, his confident swagger replaced by a dazed shuffle. His friends were waiting, their grins already wide in anticipation.

"Well, well, well," Mattheo drawled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "How'd that go, Casanova?"

Pansy snorted, leaning forward on her elbows. "I don't think I've ever seen someone get shut down that fast."

Draco smirked, lazily swirling his butterbeer. "Come on, Enzo, what happened? You usually have these things in the bag."

Enzo, still standing by the table, didn't respond immediately. His mind felt fuzzy, like he was lost somewhere else entirely. That girl... what had she even said? Wrackspurts? Thestrals? He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something... different about her, something that had left an odd imprint on him, one he couldn't quite place.

"You alright, mate?" Theo asked, raising an eyebrow. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

Enzo finally sat down, running a hand through his hair. "I... I don't even know," he muttered, almost to himself. "She was just... strange. Like, in a good way, I guess? I mean... what just happened?"

Lilith, the quiet observer of the group, chuckled softly. "Looks like she got into your head, Enzo. Didn't think that was possible."

"Yeah," Blaise added with a smirk, "you usually bounce back faster than this. What, is she haunting you already?"

Enzo leaned forward, still looking a little dazed. "What's her name?" he asked, frowning slightly as if trying to piece together a puzzle. "I didn't even get her name. I feel like I should know."

The group exchanged amused glances, but Lilith tilted her head thoughtfully, recalling the girl's face. "I've seen her around a few times," she said after a moment. "I think her name is Luna."

"Luna..." Enzo echoed, staring down at the table. The name felt oddly fitting, like it belonged to the girl who had drifted through their conversation like she was from a different world altogether. He could still hear her soft, sing-song voice in his head. Wrackspurts... what even were those?

Pansy grinned, nudging Draco. "Looks like our Enzo's got a thing for the quirky ones now."

Draco laughed, shaking his head. "Not sure he'll survive another encounter, though."

Enzo barely registered their teasing, still lost in thought. There was something about Luna that had left him... unsettled. Not in a bad way, but in a way that made him feel like he didn't quite recognize himself anymore.

Luna.

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Lilith decided to step outside for a breath of fresh air. The warmth and laughter inside the café had become a bit stifling, and she needed a moment of solitude to gather her thoughts. As she stepped onto the cobblestone street of Hogsmeade, the cool evening air greeted her, carrying with it the faint scent of snow and wood smoke.

Lost in her own thoughts, Lilith walked briskly down the quiet lane, her mind still lingering on the playful banter of her friends. She turned a corner, not paying much attention to her surroundings, when suddenly she collided with someone, nearly stumbling backward.

"Oh!" Lilith exclaimed in surprise, catching herself before she fell. She looked up, expecting to see a stranger, but instead, she found herself face to face with Tom.

He, as usual, appeared composed and aloof, though his eyes held a hint of curiosity as he looked at her. "Watch where you're going," he said coolly, though there was no real bite in his tone.