It was finally the day we came back to Hogwarts. Home. I'm extremely excited and so are the girls.
We arrive at platform 9 3/4 and find an empty compartment. Which happened to be the same one I first met them. We started chatting about different things that'll happen this year.
"Let's get one thing straight though. I'm excited for Hogwarts but NOT excited for Potions." said Pansy in a slight chuckle.
"Because the class is hard or Professor Snape is an ass and everything he says is confusing?" asked Daphne, Pansy thought for a moment before replying,
"Both!" We continued to talk for a while until Blaise opened the compartment door and leaned on the door frame.
"Can I steal Pansy for a moment?" He asked while staring at her with a sweet smile.
"Of course you can!" said Daphne while poking Pansy in the ribs as she got up. When the door closes, the three of us launch ourselves to try and eavesdrop. But we couldn't hear a word, we only say Pansy's reaction, happy yet shocked. Her jaw was hanging from her mouth like she couldn't believe it. Pansy's eyes moved towards us and we quickly moved out the way but she saw us. She walked back to us with a cheeky smile and she looked all giddy.
"What'd he tell you?" asked Astoria as curiosity peaked her mind.
"You'll never know." Pansy singed with a chuckle. She quickly changed the subject to what we were going to do as soon as we get to our dorms.
"I don't know about you, but i'm going to go to sleep as soon as we hit our dorms." I told them.
"I'm going to the party." exclaimed Daphne, Pansy and Astoria were also going to the party.
After many hours of waiting in the train, we finally arrived. I looked towards the castle that's shared with the starry night. It looked magical, unreal. The carriages we took had the most beautiful Thestrals and we met a kind Ravenclaw Luna Lovegood. It was an interesting interaction.
When we arrived at Hogwarts and Dumbledore did his boring speech of his and the feast finally came.
"Finally! I'm starving!" groaned Draco as he loaded his plate with food.
"Who's going to the Slytherin party?" asked Theodore with his mouth filled with food. Everyone but me said 'I am.'
"Why aren't you going, Y/n?" asked Lorenzo in his soft voice that made me melt.
"I'm quite tired so when I hit my dorm, it's straight to bed." I yawned. After the feast we headed to our dorms and I got ready for bed. I was already in the covers, nice and comfy with Isadora snuggled in my chest, when Astoria nudges me.
"What?" I grumbled.
"Please help us with our outfits. We don't know what to wear." She whispered. I mumbled 'Fine' in my soft silk pillow. I got up while rubbing my eyes.
"We wanna look slutty but comfy." explained Daphne. I looked in their wardrobes and for Daphne: I took out a mesh tight mini dress that was long sleeved and I knew it would fit her curves perfectly and some black ankle boots. For Pansy: a silk green dress that showed mainly tits and matching green heels. For Astoria: a white mini corset dress with white boots. And while they got ready with load music and shit, they left.
I didn't feel as tired as I did before, so I decided to watch a movie. And one movie turned into two and then five, then 8 movies and before I knew it it was 2am. I rubbed my eyes and grabbed my water that was on my nightstand. I scratched behind Isadora's ear which she released a loud purr. I smiled tiredly at her reaction. Then there was a knock at my door. I got up and walked towards the door while yawning. Before opening the door I stretched out my body and rubbed my eyes one last time before turning the golden doorknob to reveal a drunk Lorenzo.
"Hi!" He started. "May I just say Y/n, you look absolutely beautiful in your pyjamas. You look good in anything. And you hair fits your face perfectly! I mean it also reaches your skinny waist! And let's not forget those beautiful emerald eyes of yours, they shine gorgeously in the light." I chuckled at the state of him and also at the compliments.
"What're you doing here?" I asked with a small laugh. Lorenzo just smiled sweetly and blushed,
"Your voice would be mistaken as a sirens. NOT in a bad way. And your laugh sounds like heaven with the angels." Ok, I was very confused. I furrowed my brows and titled my head ever so slowly.
"Lorenzo, how much did you drink?" I asked with concern. Lorenzo sighed for a brief moment and looked up.
"Pfft...About 10-20, give or take." He said. I crossed my arms and put my hand to my mouth.
"Let's get you to your dorm." I grabbed his arm lightly and he stumbled,
"We're not in my dorm?" I laughed ever so slightly and lead him to his dorm. Once we arrived I placed him in his bed and tucked him in. I then felt the sudden urge to stretch again. I don't know why. But I did, and drunk Lorenzo had something adorable to say.
"The tummy!!!" He said drunkenly. I chuckled to myself as I saw my shirt hanging up a bit as I stretched and exposing my stomach. Just as I was about to leave, I felt an arm go around my waist and a chin on my shoulders. My butterflies were going crazy and my cheeks were rising.
"Where're you going?" He asked like a child.
"To my dorm." I smiled as I looked at him. "Where my bed is."
"Well...sleep in my bed. I want you to stay. I love you..." His voice sounded desperate and upset, but I knew he wasn't saying the truth, it was the alcohol. And it pained my heart hearing him say this. I knew nothing that he said was true. I faced the door avoiding eye contact and removing his arms from my waist.
"That's real sweet Lorenzo, but...We both know that's not true," Lorenzo was about to protest but i cut him off.
"Besides, I gotta get back to my dorm." I could feel him getting upset while he was walking back to his bed.
"I hope you recover well from your hangover." I said, my voice barley above a whisper, but also loud enough for him to hear as I closed the door. I walked slowly to my dorm to find a sober Daphne taking care of a drunk Pansy and Astoria.
"What's wrong?" Daphne asked as she immediately saw my face.
"Lorenzo told me he loved me while drunk." I told her. Daphne looked at Pansy who was also confused and shocked.
"I know it's not true," I walked to my bed and snuggled into my covers, "Who would want to love a Malvada. Plus, he probably meant it in a platonic way." I whispered against my pillow. I felt a tear go down my cheek as I closed my eyes. Everything went black. I was asleep.
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THE WICKED SORCERER | LORENZO BERKSHIRE X Y/N MALVADA
Fiksi PenggemarY/n Malvada. A family name, thought to be dead, well, clearly not. The Malvada family are evil, i mean, that's what the name means anyways. They have been hiding from the ministry for centuries. They were known as legends, a myth, a story tale told...
