"cause you and i...
we were 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞.„
entering their 6th year, theodore nott and
valerie crawford begin to notice in loss what
is really worth the risk, is their 6 ¹/² year
friendship for something more?
probably, but the worry...
CHAPTER ONE "as you all get settled into your seats, i'd like to welcome you back at another year at hogwarts."
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VALERIE STOOD in front of the stopped train, along side of her father, as she stared at the transporter in front of her, she couldn't help herself to feel anxious, picking at a loose string at the cuff of her sweater, and occasionally grazing her finger against the coldest of her stainless-steal ring to snap her from her thoughts.
"do you need me to stay or are you going to wait for your friends?" her father asks, clearing his throat as he looks down at valerie. "you can go." she mumbles, glancing up at his tall figure, then back in front of her. "fine then, i'll see you for christmas." he nods, pushing her hands into the pockets of his suit coat. she just gives him an nod again, keeping her lips quiet like any interaction with him. "i'm sure you're mother will write so i'll assume to here from you sooner, have- goodbye.." he prowled towards the brick wall, leaving his shaking daughter behind.
valerie feels her chest loosen as vincent's feet descend.
"val?" lorenzo calls from afar.
valerie whips her head to the left, seeing the 6'0 brunette stepping toward her, his long legs allowing him to reach her quicker. "i figured that was you," he smiles, placing his hand out. "hi enzo," valerie smiles back, the two doing their handshake made in their 2nd year.
"how was you're summer?" she asks as the two finish. "the usual, you know mialani?" enzo smirks. "mialani dagger?" valerie guesses. "i think so, we didn't talk much, you know," he teases, to which valerie gags, pushing his head to the side, lorenzo letting out a chuckle.
"this year you should, oh i don't know, try not to be whore?" valerie scoffs. "i'm not a whore, i can't help girls love me," he shrugs. "you like being used for lust?" valerie questions. "i-" "lorenzo, val, hey!" blaise interrupts, slapping enzo on the back, making his presence known.
"it's a quarter to 6, shouldn't we getting on?" blaise asks, checking the hands on his watch. "i guess the others will just have to find us," lorenzo shrugs, picking his and her duffel bag from the ground. "thanks, pretty boy." valerie chuckles, grabbing the top of his tie and sliding her hand down to the end as she walks forward.
"it's getting full so just find any open compartment you can," blaise states, following behind the two. valerie slides open one of the compartments doors, looking at each seat, finding it empty. "empty," she announces, moving in. "all right!" blaise cheers, lifting his bag over his head and up into the trolley compartment.
