𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 ~ 𝚃𝚁

Wine

What is that I hear? Long chapter AND horrible written smut? Wow

I woke up with regrets. Regrets of how much I drank, regrets of sleeping on my makeup, and regrets of sleeping in my dress (which was more than likely wrinkled).

I let out an exhausted groan and slid out of bed and onto the floor. I laid there for a few minutes, being lazy and tired. When I finally got up I got into the shower to wash the smell of cheap wine and sweat off of me. When I was finished, I got out of the shower and brushed out my wet curls, and brushed my teeth.

I called a make in to bring the knee-length dress for brunch into the bathroom so I could dress. When I got into the dress I quickly slid on some beige heels, grabbed a handbag, and rushed down the stairs. Yes, I nearly fell four times, but that's not the point. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I grabbed onto Romeo's sweater to prevent me from falling. He grabbed me and started laughing. Naturally, I smacked him and joined him in his laughter "You try running in heels, pretty boy!"

Our grandparents stumbled down the stairs "We have to get to Hogsmeade!" yelled my grandmother. She's always happy, but right now she was elated. Today she gets to spend the day shopping with her best friend, Mrs. Malfoy.

We piled into one of the cars and drove to a parking lot that was near Hogsmeade. We walked through the light snow on the ground and to a small restaurant. Eyes turned toward our small group and I heard a familiar happy scream. Mrs. Malfoy. Her expensive heels were click-clacking on the floor as she ran toward my grandmother and embraced her.

They immediately started chatting and gossiping about the Ministry and friends of theirs, and I tuned them out. I walked over to the table with seven seats at it, two of which were occupied by Abraxas and Mr. Malfoy. Abraxas got up and walked over to me, took off my coat, and pulled out my chair for me. I sat down and he pushed it in for me, sat down in his seat. "My, my, Misty, you sure have raised a gentleman." Grandmother said, looking over at Abraxas and me, "Remind me, Mia, when are you two getting married?"

I sighed and shook my head, "We've been over this, Grandmother, I have a boyfriend." Mrs. Malfoy smacks her hands to her mouth and gasped. "Mia! Tell me all about him! What's his name?" she raised an eyebrow and looked at me scoldingly, "Is he a pureblood? He better be a pureblood."

I grinned, "Yes, Mrs. Malfoy. His name is Tiernan Lestrange and he is a purebl-"

She gasped again "A Lestrange? Mia! That's a find!" she started chattering about how lucky I am and about this and that, and I focused on eating my two waffles. I heard Romeo laughing with Mr. Malfoy and Grandfather, and I heard Grandmother and Mrs. Malfoy chattering and gossiping, but Abraxas and I stayed silent and picking at our food.

When it was finally time to leave and go shopping, we agreed to meet up at the restaurant in four hours, and we split up into groups. I planned on going by myself, but Romeo insisted on coming with me in case Taylor decided to come along and come onto me again, so I let him. I don't mind him coming with me, but what I do mind is the death stares. We're two years apart and look almost nothing alike, so people assume we're dating, and by people, I mean women.

"Do you have anything to buy? Because if you don't, you're just going to follow me through shops all day long." Romeo shrugged and slung his arm around my shoulder and we started walking.

We started window shopping for a while and I ended up buying a necklace and two rings from vintage shops. Romeo bought some cigarettes, and I scolded him for smoking, he just laughed at me.

I saw a cosmetics shop and pulled Romeo inside. "Help me pick out some lip stains and blush."

He grumbled "You already have a lot of makeup, why do you need more? What even is lip stain?" I smacked the back of his head and he started looking. I went to a different aisle to look at some eyeliner and mascara. Romeo came into the aisle holding seven different lip stains and two different blush pallets. He dumped them into the basket with my eyeliner and mascara and grabbed my arm. "Mia, can we leave now? This is boring and everything here looks the same." he whined, and sighed, and went to the register. She was eyeballing Romeo while checking me out and I rolled my eyes and grabbed the bag. "Come on Romeo, it's about time to get back to the restaurant."