• A POUNDING HEART AND A SPINNING MIND •

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Agnes Potter

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The dorm room buzzed with energy as Alexandra, Pansy, and I sifted through clothes and makeup scattered across the beds. Alexandra stood by the mirror, fixing her eyeliner, while Pansy modeled a green satin dress she'd borrowed from be and she decided on wearing it tonight. I slipped on my outfit. A backless black top, a short black skirt that hugged just right, and a pair of sleek black heels.  I was a bit nervous as i couldn't wear a bra with it and just nipple covers. I have always been a bit insecure of my boobs as they are on the smaller side. 

"Agnes," Alexandra said, glancing over. "You look hot. Like, seriously." Pansy nodded in agreement. "She's not wrong. Who are we trying to fuck tonight?"

"No one," I muttered, Its a fun joke when it comes from my friends but I've been called the whore of Slytherin for a while as people tend to care about my sex life. I don't know why.

The rest of the girls where in the bathroom fixing the last of their makeup. A loud knock at the door made all of us jump.

"Let me guess," Alexandra said, rolling her eyes. "Theo and Enzo."

She swung the door open, revealing exactly that: Theo leaned casually against the frame, while Enzo grinned, peering over his shoulder.

"Are you planning to keep us waiting all night?" Theo teased.

"Yeah, we're dying out here," Enzo added dramatically.

"Five minutes," Alexandra said, closing the door in their faces as they groaned.

We burst out laughing, the final touches on our looks coming together quickly. Once satisfied, we joined the boys in the hall, their complaints fading when they saw us.

"Alright," Theo said, giving an approving nod. "Let's go then"

The Slytherin common room had transformed into a pulsing, smoky haze of green and silver. Music blared from the enchanted speakers, and the smell of firewhisky and perfume hung thick in the air. Students spilled across the couches and danced by the fire, while others clustered around the drink table.

Alexandra and I stuck close, weaving through the crowd. I grabbed a drink, letting the sharp taste of firewhisky burn its way down.

"Enjoying yourself?" Alexandra asked, raising her cup.

"Trying to," I replied, scanning the room. My eyes landed on Thomas near the drink table. My heart sank. He stood there with her. Lily. Her perfect blonde waves, her impossible body, her overly flirtatious laugh. The sight of them made my stomach churn, and not just because of the firewhisky.

Alexandra followed my gaze and frowned. "Don't even think about it."

"Think about what?" I asked innocently, taking another sip.

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