A 6th year student, Amaryllis Isadora was a girl who loved reading and cinnamon, books and rain, winter and music. She was an introverted girl, a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A girl who hadn't experienced love, a girl who had been told since her childhood that love was weakness, that she should distance herself from it at all costs, that it would only end in heartbreak and as predictable as it may be, she believed it. Amaryllis had never felt the love of a father, or a mother. She had never held hands with a single boy, never kissed anyone, never dated anyone, and her best friend, Atlas Niamh, had told her multiple times that this was un ordinary for a girl of 16, but Amaryllis didn't care. She hadn't even thought about any sort of relationship, so why did this one encounter with this one boy bother her so much? Why was it that the only person to ever succeed in making her feel nervous was so insistent on knowing her? Why did she care?
A 6th here student, Theodore Nott, was a boy who loved cigarettes and fire whiskey, Dark magic and parties, rain and attitude. He was an extrovert, a student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A boy who had half of the girls at his school wrapped around his finger, a boy who was at least 20 minutes late to every one of his classes, a boy who knew nothing of love, nothing of commitment, a boy who had many one night stands and hook ups, but a boy who believed that was all he could be, all he could have. Theodore had been known as infamous, due to his mysterious, cunning and enigmatic personality. His best friends, had told him that he could bare the qualities of a boy in a committed relationship, but Theodore didn't listen. He hadn't thought about any sort of relationship, so why did this one encounter with this one girl bother him so much? Why was it that the only person who had ever succeeded in peaking his interest kept popping up in his every day life? Why did it bother him?
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"Oh, is Mattheo jealous?" she teased, her voice slurring a bit, a playful grin on her lips.
"Shut the fuck up and dance," I muttered, trying to ignore the heat rising in my chest, the way my heart pounded just looking at her.
She started moving, her body close to mine, her hips swaying to the music. It was slow, deliberate, driving me absolutely insane. She knew it too. I grabbed her waist, pulling her against me, trying to keep a straight face even though I was losing my mind inside.
She looked up at me, her eyes half-lidded, her lips parted slightly, and I could barely breathe. Every inch of me wanted her - wanted to pin her up against the wall and just take her right there.
She is so fucking perfect.
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Mia Martinez is a normal student at Hogwarts and the only daughter of the Martinez family.
Always the same routine, the same friends and the same introverted and sweet girl she has always been. The thing is, she has never experienced true love before.
As she starts her 6th year at Hogwarts, she has the feeling that something might come across that will change her life completely.
The smell of cigarettes and cologne?
Her family's secrets unraveling?
Character Credits: @yasmineamaro (Possessive)
"When you think of love, do you think of pain?
You can tell me what you see
I will choose what I believe."