Selcouth [G.W]

Chapter 12

Millies P.O.V

Once we made it back inside the castle my mood was lifted slightly, all because of George. He really helped.

As we continue walking I furrow my brows turning my head to the back of me then to the front. I stop walking, grabbing George's arm and stopping him also. He turns around giving me an expression of confusion.

"Why are we going to the Gryffindor dorms?"

"because I need to get dressed." He states like it's the most obvious thing.

I roll my eyes, "I need to get dressed also stupid."

"Alright well, we'll meet at the party then." He concludes shrugging his shoulders and rolling his eyes as if he doesn't understand the problem at hand.

"no, we're pre-gaming so we have to stay together." I sternly say so he knows it's not up for discussion. If we're being honest I could drink by myself but I don't want to be alone.

"well why can't we go to my dorms first?" George huffs, slightly whining like a child.

"because it'll take longer." I answer honestly.

He rolled his eyes, " exactly so we should go to my dorm first." He tells me turning back around to begin walking again. I huff grabbing his arm once more making him stop and turn back to me, annoyance evident in his face due to my persistence.

" No. Why so you can put on one of your many flannels? You can do that afterward. Ravenclaws dorms are near Gryffindors, so why would we go to yours just to go to the dungeons and back up to the tower, that's preposterous. When we could go to the dungeons first, then go to your dorms then to the party." I ramble out trying to explain that his idea is stupid.

I let go of his arm, crossing mine over my chest with my eyebrows raised and lips in a line.

he stares at me for a few moments before throwing his head back huffing, "Alright, fine well go to yours first." He gives in knowing I'm right.

I grin smugly swiftly turning around and walking towards the Slytherin dorms. I hear George huff again from the back of me then footsteps indicating he was following behind me.

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Once making it to my room, I close the door and walk to the bathroom quickly turning on the shower then walking back out to see George laying flat on my bed with his arms crossed lips puckered out, annoyed.

I shake my head, chuckling to myself grabbing my matching black panties and bra from the wardrobe. I'll find my clothing when I'm out of the shower.

"you know, it wouldn't hurt to not look so upset." I point out his behavior turning back around making my way to the bathroom, seeing him roll his eyes.

"I'm sure," He mumbles sarcastically. I walk inside the bathroom closing the door behind me, hopping in the shower quickly.

Getting out of the shower, I turn the water off and pad to the foggy mirror. Rubbing my hands over it clearing it slightly. I stared at myself for only a few moments not truly liking what I saw.

"look at you." I hear a faint voice whisper in my ear. I quickly glanced around my bathroom to see I was alone. I look back at myself in the mirror.

"You're such a beautiful thing aren't you?" The voice whispers again slightly louder. A shiver runs down my spine and my breath begins to quicken. I glance back around the bathroom still seeing no one there.

" shhh I'll make you feel better." this time the voice is louder and more prominent. It's a voice I know well, one that haunts my dreams. It's his voice. My brows knit together turning back to my reflection getting lost in it going down the rabbit hole I try to fight but always tend to go down.