quiet small talk and a flop of a pillow woke me up this morning. i was in the common room, not knowing how i managed to fall back asleep after what happened last night. all i know is that i need answers and quick.
"don't you look cozy?" pansy chirped to me, "mind if i slytherin?"
i give her a faint laugh and opened up my blanket for her to climb into. all i can say is thank merlin it's saturday.
"how was the rest of your night?" pansy asks, snuggling into the nape of my neck.
"fine, me and enzo got trashed." i gestured to lorenzo who is still sound asleep next to us. it has to be atleast 10 am, "how about yours? get up to anything juicy?"
"me and the girlfriend had a glorious night, thank god all the girls were shacked up with the boys, so we had the room all to ourselves." pansy gleemed, her eyes lighting up as she spoke.
"aw pans that's incredible, im so happy for you." i smile, turning my head to face her.
"why was yours just fine? is there something i should know about?"
"just malfoy he-" and as if on cue, malfoy walked out of the boys dormitory, refusing to make eye contact with me, and leaving a blazing trail behind him. he looked angry.
"one sec pans, i need to talk to malfoy." i say getting up, realizing i'm still in my dress from last night.
i follow malfoy out of the door, and start rushing to catch up with him.
"malfoy, MALFOY!" i shout at him, but he keeps walking.
jesus christ. i thought to myself. what the hell is wrong with him?
i picked up my pace and finally met up with the side of him.
"malfoy what the hell-" malfoy shoved me into a nearby broom closet and shut the door. why do i keep getting cut off.
"merlin's fucking beard malfoy, what is your problem?" i scowl looking him dead in the eyes due to the tight quarters.
"i didn't mean a word i said to you dahlia. not a fucking word. i was intensely drunk last night and i don't give one single shit about you. you were just there. i could and would say that to anyone. you are not special, and i suggest you leave me the fuck alone before i make you." his words were like venom. seething through every inch of my body. his eyes daggers into mine, his grip tight on my shoulders, for sure leaving marks on my skin.
"so what, you are just going to go back to hating me because you were drunk?" i say, faint tears forming in my eyes, burning them.
"go back? no dahlia, i've always and will continue to hate you. piss off."
and he was gone, the broom closet shutting, thick dust clouding my vision.
i don't know what broke inside of me, but it hurt. his words were ice to my hypothermic body.
i let myself out of the closet, blacking out all the way back to dungeons, confused and hurt.
but what i walked into was nothing i could've ever predicted.
"you slept with WHO last night veronica?" enzo's voice booming, making everyone jump back. my body stood in the door way as i see veronica, nott, enzo, serena, and blaise all in a circle together, their voices over lapping eachother.
"enzo it was a drunk mistake im so sorry. me and theo didn't know what we were doing." veronica bawled, her tears falling from her face relentlessly.
"your calling him theo now?! i would say just fuck already but you've already done that!" enzo looks horrible. everyone is still in their attire from last night, and no one is looking as sharp.
