BOOK 12 OUT OF 12 OF MY HP SERIES
▪︎ Synopsis ▪︎
There were widespread rumors at Hogwarts suggesting that Dahlia never committed because she was a child born from a love potion. However, since she never denied it, no one could say for certain if it...
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CHAPTER TWO
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"For Merlin's sake, Dahlia!" Lily groaned, her face buried in her hands as she turned away, clearly flustered by the scene unfolding before her. "I love you, but goodness, could you at least give me—or anyone—a warning next time? Or have you ever heard of putting your tie on the door when you're... you know, entertaining someone?"
Dahlia chuckled softly, watching as the Hufflepuff male—his face flushed with embarrassment—scurried out of the girls' dorm room like a startled rabbit, practically tripping over his own feet in his haste to escape.
"Relax, Lily," Dahlia said nonchalantly, adjusting her dishevelled robes with a grin. "I was just snogging him—I'm not that stupid. I'm not about to shag someone in a shared room." She winked playfully at Lily, who still had her face hidden in her hands, utterly mortified.
Lily let out a long sigh, slowly removing her hands from her face and sitting up on the bed. "Honestly, Dahlia, don't you ever get tired of doing this?" Her tone was a mix of exasperation and concern, but there was also an underlying note of curiosity.
"Nope," Dahlia replied with a carefree shrug, an amused smile on her lips.
Lily raised an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with the answer. "Let me rephrase that," she said, folding her arms across her chest. "Do you ever get worried that you might actually fall for one of them?"
