THE WICKED SORCERER | LORENZO BERKSHIRE X Y/N MALVADA

Forgiveness

I pretend I'm fine. I'm really not. You'll see my eyes are still bloodshot. You'll ignore it. Even when I'm in a corner, muttering to myself that I'm fine and my face clearly showing that I'm not.

The Slytherin Gang still look hurt. I mean, I don't blame them. I too would've been hurt if someone I truly cared about, someone who was only at their school to destroy it and that they came from a cruel, viscous family.

I wake up from my alarm and I decide to take a warm bath. And when I'm done I change into my uniform and do the rest of my routine. I sit on the floor, across from my mirror, wondering what I should do for my hair. I did a ponytail, braids, french braids, I couldn't find anything that I liked. I tapped my finger on the floor quite quickly as I tried to think of something. I then start to make a half-up half-down hairstyle and I grab a black bow from my closet. I take out two small front pieces and I take out the small baby hairs from the side of my face and I decide to curl it only the slightest. I rummage through my jewellery box and take out some pearl earrings. I look in the mirror and it looks not that bad. I can go through the day with this. I think.

I look at myself in the mirror before curling my long lashes and putting on some lip balm on my lips. I look at myself in the mirror again and wonder if I would look half as good if my eyes weren't a shade of scarlet! I let a single tear leave my eyes and I wipe it off with my sleeve. I stretch my hairband from my wrist and let go multiple times. My pace with it starts to quicken and I don't think I know how much I can handle it anymore. I fan my eyes with my hands so I can stop fucking crying. But it's pointless, more tears come by and it won't stop. I'm such a fucking cry baby, is what the old Y/n would say. Once I stop I grab my knifes from the bedside table and I strap it around my thigh (Don't ask why.) and I leave my dorm.

Luckily, as I walk out of the common room, the Slytherin Gang aren't there. But as I left the common room, I heard their voices. I look at my hands and with a flick of my wrist, I let my powers dance around my fingertips and let them travel towards my arm. I don't wanna die, but I don't wanna live like this. I close my hands and just head straight to class and just skip breakfast.

I head DADA and just enter the room and sit down at the back of the class as students shortly entered as well. Nobody sat next to me, and thank Merlin, because the entire Slytherin Gang was here and they sat in front of me so they wouldn't look at me. As the lesson starts, Professor Snape comes in. He says that he's here because our usual DADA Professor is ill.

"Snape must've poisoned him." Chuckled Mattheo towards Lorenzo. It was clear he was trying to cheer him up but Lorenzo didn't show any emotion and just tapped his quill continuously on the table. Mattheo turned around and I immediately stared at my book, though I could see in the corner of my eye, Mattheo clenching his jaw and his knuckles turning white.

We learn about defensive spells, and I try to write everything down but I fail as I start to zone out and rethink every single detail in my existence. I start to get a massive headache, the lights are starting to burn my eyes. I put my quill down and rub my eyes and rubbing my forehead. Thankfully, the bell rang. I think I pretty much zoned out the entire lesson. I have Herbology now, but I don't give a fuck, i'm skipping. I head out to the Black Lake and go to that same exact willow tree with the small log swing. The same tree that Lorenzo confronted me about the instructions on there to obliterate Hogwarts. It's not really a fun place for me.

I hear soft gentle footsteps towards me, and as I look for who it is, I look down and see Isadora looking up at me and she meows before looking behind her and goes back. It doesn't take 30 seconds to know who she's going back too. I take a humongous deep breath and I prepare myself for what's to come. I stand. I take a step at a time before finally looking up to face them all. Pansy, Daphne, Astoria, Mattheo, Theodore, Draco and Blaise. They're all here. But no Lorenzo.