𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟕

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(𝐈𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 *𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤*)

𝐂𝐡𝐥𝐨𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

I tossed and turned in the bed, this was probably the most comfortable sleep I've ever had.

A lot of the time I wake up in the middle of the night, to nightmares about my family, thoughts that eat my imagination away.

Tonight was the opposite

I woke at what felt like the comfiest bed ever, the warmth, the smell, the feeling. My bed was a million times warmer and I feel like I'm still dreaming

All of my senses were in heaven

I opened my eyes to my body being intertwined with his, his arms wrapped around my body, holding me close like I was his favourite possession.

Shit.

I remember last night

We didn't get caught, I sighed.

𝑵𝒐 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕

I looked around, who said that??

The voice was gone, it was so real, I felt it lingering in my mind..

I was pulled out of my thoughts to a groggy sexy morning voice

"Morning baby"

"Fuck off Riddle" I laugh

Seeing how he joins in laughing we become two in a fit of laughter

"I mean, your company was alright"
I shrug

"Così è stato il tuo amore"
(So was yours love)

I look over at him, a confused look plastered across my face.

"What does that mean?"

"Don't worry your pretty little head about it" he replies.

"Here drink this".

He gives me a vial of liquid

I stare at it for a couple seconds too long cause next thing you know.

"Drink it, or I'll pry your mouth open and pour it down your throat"

Well that's one way to turn me on.

I obediently grabbed the drink and poured it down my throat, a soothing feeling washing over my body.

"That's to help your body cause you were high last night" He comments

"Hey, what class you got?"

"I have got.."
I glance at my phone to check the time and look at my timetable

"Potions!" I exclaim.

I loved potions, one because I was the best in the class, well tied with Riddle.
And two because it's Snapes class so there's obviously favouritism.

Me and Mattheo walk next to each other down the halls.

Wow, people really have a stairing problem.

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎

That voice again, I glance up at Theo and he is smirking at me.

Of course the cocky bitch is getting in my head.

I should have knew it was him.

We walked into class and took a seat at the back row, Draco and Pansy sitting opposite us.

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