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— y/n pov.
"hey! have you seen blaise?" i ask draco, slightly out of breath.
"no, love. sorry." draco replies, offering me a small shrug.
"i think he's practicing out on the field." mattheo chimes in, glancing up from his spot.
"thank you!!" i beam, turning on my heel and dashing out of the common room.
as i head towards the field, i pull on my slytherin jacket, zipping it up against the chilly breeze. i quickly swap my shoes for sneakers before stepping outside, my heart racing—not from the running, but from excitement. me and blaise are supposed to go shopping today, and he's already ten minutes late. but i don't mind. if he's practicing for quidditch, i understand.
the moment i step onto the vast green field, i scan my surroundings, searching for him. it doesn't take long to spot him standing near the goalposts, his back turned toward me. a smile tugs at my lips, and i start running toward him.
but then i stop.
suddenly, a girl in full quidditch gear dashes toward him from the opposite direction. before i can even process what's happening, she throws her arms around his arm, grinning up at him like he's the only person in the world.
and then—he smiles back.
my breath catches in my throat as i watch him reach out, gently moving a stray strand of hair from her face.
my heart aches.
i take a step back, my vision blurring as confusion and hurt settle in my chest like a heavy weight. what... just happened?
as if sensing my presence, blaise finally turns around. the second his eyes meet mine, his face falls, the smile disappearing in an instant.
i don't wait.
i spin on my heel and quickly walk away, my hands trembling at my sides.
"y/n!!" his voice rings out across the field.
i don't stop. i don't turn around. but he's faster, his footsteps pounding against the grass until he finally catches up to me. his hand grips my arm, spinning me around to face him.
"baby, listen to me." he pleads, his voice soft yet urgent.
i shake my head, blinking back the tears threatening to spill. "i'm good." my voice is barely above a whisper.
i turn to leave, but he steps in front of me, blocking my path.
"no, please. baby, stop. listen to me." his voice drops into a whisper, his eyes filled with desperation. "whatever you saw, it wasn't anything. okay?"
"no!" i snap, my voice cracking as the tears finally fall. "we had plans today. you knew that. and yet, you still chose to be with her. clearly, you had other priorities, and i was the last one on your list." i let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head. "i should've known. you always hang out with her anyway."
"no, stop. please." he reaches for my hands, but i pull away. "let me explain. let me go change, and i'll tell you everything."
he tugs on my wrist as if to lead me somewhere, but i stand my ground, yanking my hand back.
"no, blaise. i'm done." my voice wavers, but the words are firm. "i'm done being last. you and her clearly have something going on, and i'm tired of pretending that i don't see it."
"stop, please. don't be like this." he murmurs, reaching out to cup my cheek.
i push him off.
"i'm done." i whisper, my final words carrying more weight than i ever thought they could.
then, without another glance, i walk away.
he shouts my name over and over, but i don't stop. i don't look back. i keep walking until his voice fades into nothing.
a/n , i literally like done all these chapters today and it took me the whole fucking day. i finally finished, i actually am so proud of myself for finishing all THREE.
