heedless by romanshome

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"Spill the fucking beans!"

Athena's cheeks blushed furiously at Hastia's words, biting her lower lip to suppress the smile thathad threatened to overcome her lips. The cool winter air made her cheeks a rosy tint, seepingthrough her tan skin, as she pulled the sleeves of her favorite black sweater over her knuckles.

The fuzziness brought a warmth within her, but it wasn't the reason she was scorching hot all over.
The culprit was the memories of last night, the steamy events fogging her brain as if it were her own personal drug.

The two were currently on their way to the Three Broomsticks, where they'd be meeting bothAlbus and Lily. Arms linked, they strolled down the brick—pathway of Hogsmeade, giggling likelittle girls.

"Athena," Hastia groaned, tugging her arm with a frown, sending her friend a pleading look. "Tellme what happened. I'm the one that planned it out, didn't I? I deserve to know the results!"

Athena's brown hues rolled in a playful manner. "Curiosity killed the cat, Hay."

"Hah. Funny," Hastia grumbled, looking off to the side momentarily. Athena let out a laugh at herfriends irritated expression, but when her eyes flickered over to the front of The Three Broomsticks—her smile faded. Her arm fell away from Hastia's, face turning blank, as she heard her heartshred into a tiny piece.

Mr. Malfoy. Tall, pale, handsome. Dressed in his black suit—stealing the hearts of many teen girlsand older woman who stared at him longer than they needed to, was sipping his coffee as he spokewith her. Dakota.

And what made Athena feel the need to hurl was that she looked absolutelybeautiful—red curls flowing down her shoulders, wearing a tight—office skirt that showed off hercurves, and a flimsy black long sleeve that was as thin as silk. And it appeared Mr. Malfoy wasunder the spell of her beauty, because he didn't take his eyes away from hers.And then she leaned onto her tip-toes, with a flirtatious smile spread across her thin lips, as shebrushed a strand of hair that had fallen over his eyes.

Athena's throat went dry at the gesture, andshe didn't even know why. It was obvious they were together. Which meant that last night, Mr.Malfoy cheated on Dakota with Athena, which made her feel disgusted inside. Her face was paleand disappointed, mouth twisting as she stared at the two with a broken look.

"Tee?" Hastia nudged her arm, brows furrowing in confusion. "What's wrong? You look like youjust shit your pants."Athena didn't answer, not being able to tear away her gaze from them. At Dakota's action, Mr.Malfoy smiled tightly down at her, since she was considerably shorter than him—and it appearedhe didn't even mind that she had touched him. Taking another sip of his coffee, lips still on thebrim, his head turned to the side. It was then, he met eyes with Athena, and he slowly lowered thecoffee from his mouth. His pale hues flickered.

Gaze falling to the ground, Athena cleared her throat. "You asked me what happened," shemuttered, looking up at Hastia with a glum look. "He wasn't interested in me. He told me that—hewants Dakota. I told you Hastia."

Hastia's face fell. "Oh god. Fuck. I'm sorry Tee—""It's fine," Athena murmers, biting her lower lip out of angst. Her eyes flew back to Mr. Malfoy andDakota, but his eyes were already on Athena, staring at her as if he was studying her expression.She locked eyes with him as she spoke—somehow wishing he could hear her. Perhaps he could. "Itappears that the Weasley woman are—impossible to top. They're gorgeous.""Athena..." Hastia breathed out of pity, putting a hand on her shoulder. Athena looked at her with atight, fake smile that almost hurt her cheeks.

"Come on. You know how impatient Lily is," Athena chuckled, pulling Hastia, and headingtowards the pub. Hastia didn't say anything else, nor good at comforting, and it was obvious shefigured that Athena didn't want to speak further about the subject. Hastia hadn't even seen Mr.Malfoy yet, and Athena kept her curly—haired head ducked, hoping to pass the couple easilywithout any hardships.

But of course—that wasn't Athena's life.Everything was rocky.

"Ms. Hassan," an even, womanly voice called out, making the two girls freeze. Fuck. Lifting herhead, the two of then stared down at Athena—an sickening smile on Dakota's face. Her fingersdrummed the rim of her coffee cup as she eyed the girl up and down, a malicious glint in her eyes,as Mr. Malfoy stood beside her with his coffee squeezed tightly into his hands. She avoided hisgaze, staring at the striking blue eyes of Dakota Weasley. "Ms. Zabini. It's nice to see you two girlsagain. How's your break going?"

Athena looked down at the ground, fists balled. She felt like she crying. She resembled herdaughter so much—it felt like Scorpius situation once again.It appeared she was always the second choice.

Hastia spoke up for her friend, noticing how stiff she had become. "Good. We're actually meetingsome of our mates right now," her tone wasn't cheery—but bitter. That wasn't the usual Hastia.Dakota hummed, ignoring her tone. "Is that so?"

Athena's eyes flickered up at Mr. Malfoy, who was burning holes onto her. His eyes were narrowedas he suspected something was wrong—almost like he was trying to figure out why she was beingso quiet. But then Athena heard her name from Dakota, making her eyes snap to the red—hairedwoman. There was an insidious intention splayed across her icey, blue hues. "Ms. Hassan. I'msorry to hear that you and Scorpius have broken up. He said it was mutual."Athena's eyes watered right away. Blinking quickly, there was a pang in her heart. Her cheeksturned white as she held back her tears. "Y—Yes," her voice was shaky—uneven. "I suppose itjust...burned out."

"He's dating my daughter," she pointed out, thin brows snapped together. "We came over for dinnera few nights ago and they announced it. Do you—support them?"Athena felt her lips shake. It was too much. With Mr. Malfoy staring at her intently, and thewicked smile on the woman's face, she felt like she was going to vomit onto the snow—coveredground. Her hand flew to her stomach, and when her lips snapped open, someone else answered forher.

"Don't you think it's a bit too soon to ask such rude questions?" Mr. Malfoy's voice snapped intothe chilling air, his brows raising over at the woman with a slight scowl. "I don't think I quiteunderstand your intention behind your curiosity, Dakota."The woman blinked quickly at him. "Well I was just—""Yeah," he lifted his coffee to his lips. "Don't."

Hastia snickered beside Athena quietly, while Dakota's cheeks turned crimson. But she pulled afake smile onto her lips, fixing her collar, as she peered down at Athena. "My apologies, Ms.Hassan. I wasn't aware it was still a touchy subject for you—since it's been mentioned that you mutually broke up. I wasn't aware there was any baggage if youwill."

Hastia's eyes narrowed. "It's..fine. But may I ask, are you and Mr. Malfoy together?"Athena's head shot up at that. She sent her friend a glare, but then she felt her throat dry when sheheard the woman respond. "I'd like to think so," she chuckled brightly, a wide smile painted on herlips. "I come over almost every night to share dinner. I'm very happy with Mr. Malfoy. He makesme feel like a young girl again!"Athena looked up Mr. Malfoy, who was staring down at the girl with furrowed brows. His lipsopened to speak. "W—"

"Excuse us. We have to go," Athena forced out, a tear rolling down her cheek, as she pulled Hastiainto the pub. As soon as they left their sight—Athena muttered bathroom before walking towardsthe restroom, leaving Hastia to find Albus and Lily. As soon as she entered the room, she stormedinro a stall before slamming it shut, and slid down the wall to hug her knees to her chest. It wasonly then, she let out a sob.

She was so stupid. She moved too fast. And now—she was heartbroken over two people. Who bothtricked her. If she looked like Dakota and Rose Weasley, she could've kept at least someone forherself. She was so unloveable. Her hand slapped over her mouth as she weeped quietly, feelingdisgusted with herself. She felt like a cheap whore. Getting off by her ex—boyfriend's father whowas already taken. She was an awful person.