ℳ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒶 𝒜ℯ𝓁𝒾𝓃 ℬ𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀𝒻ℴ𝓇𝒹
"Marta..." Pansy whispered after a long pause. I looked at her and shook my head up and down asking what's wrong, "They will be choosing new prefects on Sunday..."
"And..."
"Let's try in,"
"No,"
"Pleaseeee," she begged, "I don't wanna do it without you,"
"What if they choose you and someone else?" I turned to her.
"None of the others try it! Pleaseeee, I beg you!"
"You won't leave me alone, will you?" she shook her head.
"Fine," I agreed, too tired to argue with her.
"Yesss! Come here," she jumped up from the couch. I stood up and walked over to a little table where Pansy was standing.
"Pans, are you sure they will let you in?" Theo laughed.
"Nope," she said after we put the papers with our names in.
"They better fucking do," I whispered and everyone laughed.
We went back and sat down next to everyone. Pansy sat on Malfoy's lap and kissed him. He kissed her back and they started having a make out session.
"How do you handle them for so long?" I asked others.
"You are just jealous that you don't have a boyfriend like me, Blackford," Malfoy said, ending their kiss.
"I would never date a bastard like you, Malfoy," I smirked and his eyes darkened.
"So, Marta, how's Potter?" Tori asked.
"What do you mean?"
"How is he? Romantically," she explained.
"Anyhow. Just some curious boy,"
"C'mon, tell us about him!" Theo pushed.
"Agh. He's an idiot like me arguing with Umbridge. Stubborn, but knows when to stop, unlike me. I don't even try. And he is more friendly than I am. Was even worrying me. What am I gonna do with it and staff. And..." I stopped, thinking about it again..
"And... Say it!" Pansy rushed me.
"It's not for your ears. I was just thinking." I replied.
"Maybe you like him?" Astoria asked and I simply shook my head.
"Don't you dare, motherfuckers," I said in my mind, knowing they will try to envade it.
"Ow, you are so harsh!" Theo yelled in an offended voice.
"Your problem!" I yelled back.
"Huh?" Everyone else said, confused.
"They tried invading my mind and I gave them a little message," I explained.
"I hate your mind games!" Pansy yelled, offended.
"Pans," Astoria cried, "My twin can read others minds and I can't. It's so sad!"
"My brother can and I can't!" She cried back.
"Cry babies," me and Matteo said at the same time and the boys laughed at us after. We both gave them a dead look and they stopped.
"Teach me a useful spell," I asked.
"Lumus, produced light. Nox, stews it. Try," my best friend told me. I took my wand and pronounced the spell. The tip of my wand lit up and the room became lighter in the radius of a few meters from me. After Nox the light vanished. "Nice."
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Meant to Survive
أدب الهواةWhat's said: "Some wounds heal perfectly. Some struggle to. Some will leave scars. And others won't heal at all." And what's the reality: "I lost a your mother's necklace. I lost my friends. I was abused. I watched my family die." -Marta Aelin Black...