Opposites Attract

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Charlotte's POV:

Enzo's strong grip around my wrist, only builds up my anxiety. What's he getting so worked up about for him to pull me away? I couldn't help but panic. But why would I be nervous? I did nothing wrong. Stay calm Charlotte, it's fine, he's fine.

We make it to the Slytherin common room, where a few students sit and chat on the couch.

"Get out," Enzo spits.

"But we have to stu-"

"I said out.. Now, before I crucio your stupid asses outta here, MOVE IT!"

The 3 kids did not hesitate. They stood up frantically, grabbing their resources and fleaing the common room.

As I stand there, the flustered 6 foot boy paces back and forth, running his fingers through his brown locks. All I do is stand and observe.

"W-why do you think he came here huh? It couldn't just be for no reason, right? Right, so he's probably trying to get to you o-or mayb-"

"Enzo, sit and calm down," I suggest, us both sitting next to one another on the velvet couch.

"H-he just showed up here, to ruin things... to ruin us! He's evil, Char, you don't even know the half of it-"

"He's your brother, he wouldn't do anything to hurt you-"

"Ya, not physically, but mentally. He'd take my girlfriend any day, if he wanted it that badly."

"Well, he's not gonna get me. I love you and you know that, don't worry about him okay? He may have bad intentions but it wont get to me."

"you're right... kiss me?"

I giggle, placing my lips upon his, causing his heartbeat to go back to its regular state.

There's no need for Enzo to worry, Dylan isn't gonna have me. He may be charming, but that's as far as it goes.

I sit on the couch, as Enzo lays down and places his head on my thighs, with his legs kicked up on the end of the couch. I caress his head, playing with strands of his hair. His eyelids slowly fall, indicating he is once calm again.

I promise you Enzo... nothing bad will happen.

Narrator's POV:

It has been a few days since Dylan has transferred. Once Charlotte told Maeve, she became observant of his every move, making sure he never laid a hand on Char. Fred was cautious, especially after what he heard from his friends at Beauxbatons.

Apparently, Dylan bullied a girl to the point she tried to jump off an astronomy tower. Luckily, one of Fred's mates was up there to save her. From what they've heard, Dylan is simply a prick.

Enzo and Dylan's relationships appear to be complicated. Sure they love one another deep down, but since he has come to Hogwarts, they haven't spoken, besides that one encounter outside the dining hall.

The dewy night has arrived, rainfall peacefully falling down upon Hogwarts. The students run inside from the tears of the sky. Wet trails of footprints are scattered all throughout the school.

George Weasley, twin brother to Fred, is perched up against the wall outside of the Slytherin common room, impatiently waiting for someone.

"Took you long enough," George murmurs, walking aside a tall platinum blonde boy coming out from the dorms.

"What do you want, Weaslebee," Draco sternly states, crossing his arms and standing tall.

"I'm here to make you an offer."

"Pshh an offer? What could you possibly offer to me that I don't already have."

"Maeve. You want her back dont you?"

"Well, its comp-"

"And I can help you with that, but we gotta work together."

"And why would you help me? Your brother is dating her, so what's in it for you?"

"Not that you care, but I'm always in Fred's shadow when it comes to girls and other opportunities. I'm sick and tired of him getting everything, and leaving me with nothing."

"So what plan did you have in mind?"

"All you have to do is attend the year 6 party on Friday.. Oh and bring a love potion, we'll be needing that."

"Seriously weasley? You're not gonna let me in on the plan but you expect me to bring things like a fucking servant, no way im out."

"Malfoy, just relaxxxx, bring the potion to the party and i'll explain then."

"Fine.. now get out of my sight ginger git."

George rolls his eyes, turning around and walks back to the Gryffindor area.

Draco taps his foot thinking, 'what possibly could weaselbee do to get Fred and Maeve apart'.

He huffs, strutting immediately to the potion labs, where he begins making the love spell for no one other than Maeve herself.

As Draco mixes and concocts the love drink, the classroom door slowly creaked open, to reveal Charlotte.

Draco quickly pushed aside the ingredients and spell book, flashing an awkward and unconvincing smile.

"Oh uh- didn't mean to interrupt, just left my notebook in here," Charlotte states slowly, curious and confused by Draco's sudden secrecy.

"Ya, right, no problem," He says, standing uncomfortably still in front of his potion.

"whatcha makin there Malfoy?" she asks, walking towards his station.

"Oh just some stupid extra credit for Snape, y'know me, always failing his class."

"right, right."

awkward silence spreads through the room like a gust of wind.

"very well then, get back to your potion making."

Draco smiles slightly to defuse the awkward tension; Charlotte speeds out the room with her book tightly held to her chest, shutting the door behind her.