Walking into the Slytherin Common Room as a fourth year, there was perks. Not too young that everyone pushed you around but no old enough where everyone had their attention on you or everything that you did. Perks of the unknown, Rizzo thought.
Her right hand brushed the strand of dark brown curly hair from her face, walking past the crowds of students that were around on her way to her dormitory. Giving small waves to some of her acquaintances, that waved at her first nonetheless with a small smile on her pouty pale lips. Pansy was sitting on top of her bunk since they shared a room, and she gave was well a wave before speaking, " Hey Rizzo, had a nice summer with the family?".
Raising an eyebrow, that comment had caused her to let out a small chuckle before mumbling, "Of course, why wouldn't I? ", sarcasm filled the sentence before beginning to unpack her luggage and laying her clothes on the bed. It was an eventful summer, of course not as typical as the others or as fun as many people would imagine a teen would spend her family. Not that it was anyones business but herself, the images and the flashbacks of the summer came rushing as a wave.
She had woken up to a sudden loud thud at the outside of her bedroom door, feeling the air in the room begin to thin out and get colder, she shivered as she got up with her wand in hand. The floor felt ice thin, hearing small cracks behind as her windows began to freeze. Each step to the door felt like the there someone over her shoulder not daring to look back she kept her posture. Reaching up, she noticed her doorknob was completely frozen; she wrapped her hand around the handle and before she could open the door the felt the hair in the back of her neck stand up at the chills and finding it difficult to breathe.
Pansy nudged Rizzo's shoulder bringing her back into the present, where she felt light headed and realised she had been holding her breath for only Merlin knows how long. Taking a deep breath, and letting go of the tight grip she hand around her clothes. The feeling at the pit of her stomach began again, she knew it too well and decided to ignore it; it was not going to take over her anymore and finished unpacking. Before heading to the dining hall for the big announcement, she grabbed her small journal and quill. It had been rumoured all around Hogwarts before it came out of Dumbledore's lips. Apparently there will be a match, a ball and well there was some hot studs walking around that were from a different continent as per heard.
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The Hall was loud, all the houses whispering and laughing about sudden news as Rizzo walked in behind her Slytherin mates; looking around at the new first years that were excited to begin their journey and the 7th years that were ready to end theirs. Noticing who she would be sitting across from, she smiled and put her wand on the table, following her journal and quill. The platinum haired boy smirked at Rizzo, causing her to blush ever so slightly, feeling a small kick under the table. She knew it was him, as she just ignored him and looked to her right as she heard Dumbledore's voice roar through the hall that became so quiet that even a fly could be heard.
Rizzo's mind wondered off to the boy in front. Green eyed, blonde haired that had caught her attention their first year, there was no denial in her interest in him; and he knew it. As well as when finding out that her family's closet friends were his parents, The Malfoy's. Draco Malfoy was the kind of kid that if you had something, he would get it better and bigger, he was selfish but also kind, cold hearted but once the shell was broken it was somebody who you would want to protect no matter what. Years of knowing him felt like a forever but at the same time as you knew so much of him, wondering if he knew as well so much about you.
Dumbledore announced about a Goblet of Fire; Triwizard Tournament and how the Goblet chose one student of each school that would participate in the competition. And he went on ahead to introduce Beauxbatons Academy of Magic from France, and the giant double doors opened. Beautiful french girls walked in, catching her attention. There were all tall, and looked like fairies. And followed came in Durmstrang Institute from Eastern Europe, tall well built-boys who had all the girls squealing, whispering and giggling. Of course there was much to look at, the many to go for but none of them really cached her eye as she felt another kick under the table and looked back straight ahead to the blonde haired boy. Draco signalled down at the journal that was lightly glowing green, causing her to clear her throat and grab the quill with her right hand as she opened the journal with her left hand, a small smirk appearing on her lips as she saw what was written in blood red lettering.
✎ Author's Note:
Hi guys! This is my first chapter, and as we all know an introduction is quite a process but I hope you guys like it so far! There is a lot more coming your way, stay tuned for some *spicy*mature content as well. - B.R
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FanfikceRizzo's fourth year at Hogwarts was going to be another year full learning and associating with Slytherins all of her life. Not that she was ever interested herself to associate with the other houses. As a way to express herself, she found was bes...
