Riddikulus || n. s.

𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑡 7. || 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑎𝑙𝑙

As we walked down the hallway towards the Great Hall noticing everyone already headed that way as well.

Maybe the ball won't be that bad as I think it's going to be. I thought to myself.

The Slytherin boy and I stood in front of the Great Hall. I was too busy admiring all the decorations that I didn't notice his hand leave mine and slip behind my waist. Griping it hard but not too hard. Almost a comforting grip.

Once I realize I look up at him and he looks down at me. He gives me a smile which was really cute. Damn what's with me thinking everything a guy does it cute.

He slips his hand into mine and says "Well, wanna dance?"

"Y-yeah!" I say stuttering in the process. I turn a shade of pink from embarrassment.

He gives me a slight smirk and leads me to the dance floor.

We stood in a spot in the back corner of the dance floor. I honestly didn't mind. I don't really like the attention on me.

He pulls me closer to him by my waist. Our chests are almost touching. I close the gap by swinging my arms around his neck.

I felt, safe. Which is an odd feeling. Its like I could stay here forever.

Yes, he pushed me down that first day of school. But, he hasn't done that since then. I would see him in the hallways and he'd always smile at me.

I would think it's strange each time but now. It not so strange anymore.

We sway to the beat of the music in each other's arms in silence. This is the silence I like. It's calm not tension between us.

I lay my head on his chest as we continue to move to the beat of the music.

"Hey, I never got to tell you my name, did I?" he asked with a soothing voice.

"Hm, I guess not." I say looking up at him.

"Well, I'm Devlin Blackwell" he says looking down at me.

"I'm (y/n) (l/n)!" I say softly. He gives a small chuckle. Why is he laughing at me?

"I know who you are, we have Potions together. You're the best in the class" he says

"Oh yeah, I forgot." I say as a slight pink shade appears on my cheeks.

He cups my cheek with his right hand, his left still on my waist. My hands move to his chest slightly gripping onto his blazer.

He then bent down and whispered in my ear. "Not here" is all he said until i'm being pulled to an empty hallway.

When we got there I was kinda out of breath. Trying to catch it and bring it to its normal state. I felt two large hands grip onto my waist and back me up against a wall.

The impact of the cold wall made let out a small whimper. I look up and see him smirking.

He whispered so only I'd be able to hear. "I like it when you whimper darling" he said in a dark sooth voice.

I gulped and stood there in shock. I have no idea what to do.

He tucks a strand of my (h/c) hair behind my ear and leans down.

"Do, you mind if I try something" my face started to heat up. Why is his voice so hot?! I thought.

"Y-yeah, that's fine" is all I could say.

The coldness of his rings hit my cheek as he cupped it. I winced a bit but slowly calmed down. I look up at his piercing green eyes.

His gaze lowered down to my lips as mine did as well. Slowly we both leaned in.

The gap suddenly closed as our lips connected. It felt different than Newt's. It was soft and sweet. But, I didn't feel sparks.

We both pulled away breathing a bit heavily. We stared at each other eyes trying to catch our breath.

"I'm sorry, I, have to go!" and with that i grabbed the front of my dress and hurried back to the Great Hall.

I took a seat at an empty table resting my head in my heads. Trying not to cry I kept my composure.

I felt a pair of hands make contact with my thighs. I look up and see Devlin bent down next to me. He then spoke.

"Hey look i'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have done that. I'll forget about it if you forget about okay?" he said.

"Yeah, I'm so sorry for running away it's just-" he cute me off.

"You're still in love with Newt aren't you?" he says sighing.

I nodded and he gets back up. "Go find him" is all he said before walking away to a girl with long blonde hair. I think nothing of it and rush to find Newt.

I need him, now.