A/N: Hey, everyone! Because I can't go three seconds without publishing something new, here is the new HP/TVD cross-over. This story is basically the TVD characters in the HP universe as students at Hogwarts. Harry & Friends will NOT be in the story, but most of the Professors will be.
Note on sorting: I had a long argument with myself over where to put the characters, Caroline in particular. If you need me to justify my choice(s), I can do that for you in a PM.
I have also made a few changes to how the classes work, both because there are some things in the book that just fundamentally do not make any sense, and I would hope that Prof. McGonagall would get her shit together and make the changes, and because it will make it more fun to read (hopefully). All I'm going to ask is that you suspend your disbelief (just roll with it) regarding the changes, and if you have any questions, feel free to mention them in your review, PM me, or ask me on tumblr :)
This fic will start off Carenzo for just a few chapters, but will be Klaroline endgame.
Thank you to justanotherfiveminutes for beta-work :)
Enjoy!
-Angie

Caroline reached into her pocket to finger her brand new Prefect's badge and let out a deep breath. The wizarding population was getting smaller every year, and the student body at Hogwarts reflected that. Because of this, Prefects were assigned in sixth year rather than fifth year, and Caroline had practically danced around her kitchen when she got her badge in her letter.

She was equal parts excited and nervous for the upcoming school year. Once they entered sixth year they got to choose a narrower schedule, and she was excited because she'd get to focus on things that actually interested her. She was determined to get all Outstandings on her exams this year, which meant that she had to really buckle down and study.

She had big plans, and she wasn't going to let the fact that her best friend Katherine had absolutely no work ethic whatsoever stop her from achieving them.

She dragged her trunk to find a compartment for her and her friends, stopping when she saw one that was reasonably empty.

"Wingardium Leviosa," She said clearly, levitating her trunk into the luggage rack.

"Doing magic outside of school, Blondie? And you're a prefect too," A voice from behind her drawled. She turned to see Damon Salvatore leaning against the entrance to the compartment, smirking at her.

"It's not technically out of school."

He just shrugged at her before taking a seat on the bench opposite her, propping his feet up so that they rested next to her. "If you say so. Although, I guess that grindylows would fly before you got in trouble for anything, anyway."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You never do anything fun," Damon said.

A year ago she would have taken that as an insult, but she knew what Damon meant, and honestly his opinion didn't matter much to her anyway.

"How was your summer?" She asked, neatly summoning a set of robes out of her trunk.

He shrugged. "Venice with Mom, so Dad wasn't around to be a dick. Mostly normal. You know that you need to go to the meeting in the Prefect's compartment, right?"

She nodded. "It's not like I could forget. I need to change into my robes first, though."

"Be my guest," Damon said, smirking.

"Um. In your dreams," Caroline said, unable to stop herself from smiling slightly at his over-the-top flirting.

After all, he only had eyes for Elena, and everyone knew it.

She shooed Damon out and locked the compartment door behind him to change while she wondered who the other prefect would be for Slytherin. Unlike the girls, where she was the clear choice (Slughorn would have to have gone senile to make Katherine or Hayley Marshall a prefect), it was kind of a toss-up between Klaus Mikaelson and Liam Davis.

She hoped it was Liam, because working with Klaus would seriously be hell.

Sure enough, when she entered the Prefect's carriage Liam was sitting on one of the benches looking bored out of his mind. She sat down next to him to wait for everyone else, and they made small talk about their summers.

She was not at all surprised to see that the Gryffindor Prefects were Elena Petrova and Stefan Salvatore, but Jane-Anne Deveraux for Hufflepuff honestly didn't make much sense to her. Liv and Luke Parker came in together, along with their older sister Jo, and she gave them hugs, happy that she'd have at least some prefects that she was close with.

Caroline's father, William Forbes, was the United States ambassador for the International Confederation of Wizards. Traditionally, the families of members of the ICW all went to Hogwarts. As a child, she had been very close to most, if not all, of the children of the representatives. She and the Petrova twins (Bulgaria), for example, had become fast friends.

Unfortunately, many of them drifted apart after being sorted. Elena was a perfect example of that. Though Katherine and Caroline had remained best friends, Elena had drifted away once she was sorted into Gryffindor with Stefan and Lexi.

Liv and Luke, though they'd been sorted into Ravenclaw, had remained two of her best friends. She'd often been sent to stay with them in Toronto when her mother was working (so she was basically an honorary Parker).

"How are you?" Caroline asked, after the twins had settled next to her. Jo had gone to sit with Alaric Saltzman, who she'd had an on-and-off relationship with for the last year and a half.

"By that you mean 'how was your morning,' right?" Luke asked.

Caroline shrugged. "Yeah, basically."

"It was fine," Liv said, "We were obscenely early, as usual, and Tyler cornered me to ask me to Hogsmeade again."

"Little early for that isn't it?" Caroline asked, half-laughing.

"That's what I said, but he said that he wanted to snatch me up early," Liv grumbled, picking at her nails.

"She hexed him," Luke said, grinning.

"Oh my god, Liv, you're going to get in so much trouble! And the year hasn't even started yet."

"He won't report me," Liv assured her, "It was only a jelly-legs. Completely reversible."

"All right, everyone, eyes up here," Elijah said over the chatter, his Head Boy badge pinned perfectly straight on his robes, "Welcome back for an exciting year," He recited in a monotone.

Jenna Sommers, who had been made Head Girl, jumped in and told them that they would assign patrol schedules by Friday, and that they would be cross-house. There were groans at the fact that the pairs were already picked, but everyone was assured that if two pairs could mutually agree to switch, it would be acceptable.

"I'd like to remind you all of the rules regarding house points and detentions. You may take up to twenty-five points per day for infractions, and you may not dock points from other prefects. When you do take points, you must submit a form to either Jenna or me detailing the reason for the infraction and how many points you took. Those forms are available in our student office."

"You can assign detentions, but you have to fill out the form for that too," Jenna continued where Elijah had left off, "And if you do assign a detention, you have to send a copy of the form to any heads of houses involved, and the detention must be approved by both of them."

"Any questions?" Elijah asked, pausing for only a moment before he dismissed them.

She and the Parker twins headed back to her compartment to meet up with Katherine, Bonnie, Kol and Rebekah.

When they entered, Caroline nearly groaned. Klaus Mikaelson had apparently decided to ditch his usual clique and sit with them for at least part of the train ride. She occupied herself by looking at the passing scenery, the train having left the station during the Prefect meeting.

"Hey everyone," Luke said cheerfully, flopping down on the seat next to Bonnie, "Excited for the new school year?"

"Only a Ravenclaw would ask that," Rebekah teased, poking him in the shoulder.

"I don't know, Bekah, I'm sure Caroline is ecstatic," Klaus said, smirking.

"I wouldn't go that far, but I'm definitely happy to be done with O.W.L.s and be able to focus on the more interesting subjects."

"Well, I'm planning on actually enjoying myself this year," Klaus said, "Which hopefully will involve not studying."

"Like you ever study anyway," Caroline mumbled.

Caroline was smart, and she knew that. She paid attention, did her schoolwork, and was reasonably powerful. She didn't have to study as much as most of her class because she took careful notes during the year, and she was ranked second in her class.

Klaus Mikaelson, who she had never seen crack open a textbook in his life, who never took notes, and who spent half the time in class doodling on spare bits of parchment, was ranked one.

And it absolutely enraged her.

She didn't know how he did it, and it drove her nuts. While they were nearly neck in neck in practical applications in class—it was always a toss-up for who would get the spell right first, though it was more often Klaus than her—she excelled in theory work. The only think that he was even remotely bad at was Potions.

And Caroline loved Potions.

There was something relaxing about it. Maybe it was because she knew that if you did everything perfectly and in the correct order, something that she was very good at, it would turn out exactly the way it was supposed to. The subject catered very well to her control-freak nature.

Klaus, on the other hand, didn't have a perfectionist bone in his body for anything besides Quidditch, and therefore Potions—and to some extent Ancient Runes—didn't exactly play to his strengths.

"I don't know about that, love. Perhaps I just do it when you're not around?" He said, giving her a winning dimpled smile.

She scoffed. "I doubt it. You have way too much time on your hands for Quidditch to do that. Unless you never sleep. And don't call me love."

"Are you implying that I'm smart enough to not need to study?" He asked, smirking.

She rolled her eyes. "You have a lot of bad qualities, but stupid isn't one of them."

"Oh?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, "And what are my other bad qualities?"

"I'd rather just tell you your good qualities, as it's a much shorter list."

"Go on."

"You're smart, you can catch Quaffles, and you can draw."

"That's all, really?"

"Yes. Really."

"I'm not devastatingly handsome?"

She scoffed. "Pretty sure half the guys here are much better-looking."

Lie.

"Like who?" He asked, suddenly looking offended.

She gave him an innocent grin. "I don't know, Enzo's pretty attractive."

Klaus bristled at the mention of her boyfriends name. He and Enzo had a long-time rivalry for reasons that she'd never bothered to find out. Enzo was a year older than them and the Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team. It seemed that Enzo had taken an immediate dislike to Klaus, and the feeling had quickly become mutual.

"What was that, gorgeous?" Enzo asked, poking his head into the compartment.

"Oh, I was just telling Klaus how much more attractive you are than he is," She said, scooting over so that Enzo could take a seat.

He slung an arm around her shoulders and kissed her, and when he pulled back she gave him a bright smile. She heard an incredibly unsubtle cough from Rebekah's direction, and shot a smug look at her friend.

"You weren't at the meeting."

"I barely made it to the platform in time. I only started packing this morning," Enzo said, shrugging.

"Seriously?"

"Where's Damon? Shouldn't he be bothering us with you?" Katherine interrupted.

"Stalking the good twin in the other compartment," He said, winking at Katherine, who snorted.

"Does that make me the evil twin?"

"I don't know, Katerina, does it?" Klaus asked, smirking.

Katherine wrinkled her nose. Once she had come to Hogwarts she'd changed her name, mostly because all the students couldn't pronounce it correctly—how hard is it to roll an 'r'?—but Klaus and Elijah, his older brother, insisted on using her given name no matter how many times she told them to stop.

"Katherine," She corrected for what must have been the millionth time, "And I am perfectly willing to identify as the evil twin if it means that no one will confuse me with her."

Katherine was not fond of her sister at all, which was part of the reason that Caroline and Elena had drifted apart. Though Katherine had never completely explained it, Caroline had inferred that the animosity had something to do with the fact that Katherine had liked Stefan for as long as they could all remember (except Stefan, who was still somehow completely oblivious), but he had chosen Elena.

Elena, who knew perfectly well of her sister's crush, and who apparently didn't care.

"Suit yourself," Enzo said, shrugging.

"How was your summer, Enzo?" Bonnie asked.

He shrugged. "It was all right. I missed my girl here, of course," He said, briefly squeezing Caroline's shoulder, "But mostly uneventful."

"Either which way, I believe that I am needed elsewhere," Klaus said abruptly, sticking his mobile floo back into his pocket and walking out without another word to any of them.

Liv frowned after him. "That was weird."

"He probably got a floo message from Marcel, or something," Rebekah said, shrugging.

Mobile floos were a relatively new invention, similar to muggle mobile phones. They looked like a muggle cigarette lighter, but vibrated or chimed when you had a message or a call. The flame on top was used for voice calls, but there was a small tube on the bottom where you could insert bits of parchment, which would be sent to the mobile floo of another person, sort-of like muggle texting.

The group chatted for awhile, pausing when Enzo kissed Caroline on the cheek and excused himself to sit with Damon and the rest of his friends. When the Hogwarts Express pulled into the station, they all clambered out, walking the short distance to the carriages.

They all filed in to sit at their house tables, Caroline sandwiched in between Katherine and Rebekah and across from Enzo, Damon, and Kai. They chatted among themselves until Professor Flitwick entered with the line of first years behind him.

The sorting only took about ten minutes, but that didn't stop Klaus and Marcel from writing notes to each other a bench or two over. Caroline shot them a glare, flicking her eyes down to their floos, and Klaus just gave her what he must have thought was an innocent smile.

After the sorting was complete, Professor McGonagall stood up, and the entire room went completely silent within seconds.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I hope that you all have had a restful summer, and that you are ready to begin the academic year. I do have a few start of term notices, but those will be announced after the feast."

She sat back down again, and the tables immediately were weighed down with food. Caroline helped herself to some Sheppard's pie and vegetables before Katherine spoke.

"Ten sickles Marcel and Klaus get their mobiles confiscated by tomorrow."

Caroline laughed. "You're on."

"Now, now, Blondie…Gambling on school grounds?"

"Oh, shut up Damon," Caroline said, playfully throwing an asparagus spear at his head, which he caught and stuck into his mouth.

"Well, it is against the rules, Gorgeous."

"What are you going to do, Enzo? Give me a detention?" She teased.

"Prefects can't give other Prefects detention, you know that," He said, a wicked smirk on his face, "I'm sure we could come up with something else."

"Okay. No. Way too much information," Rebekah said, covering her ears.

Enzo grinned unrepentantly and took a bite out of his bread roll.

After the feast was over, Professor McGonagall stood up again to make her announcements.

"I have a few start of term notices. The Forbidden Forest is not to be explored by anyone without a teacher present. Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that there is an extensive list of banned items, and if you wish to consult the list it may be found attached to his door. There is to be no magic used in the corridors in-between classes. Quidditch trials will be held at some point within the next week. If you wish to participate, you may consult the captain of your house team. You are dismissed."

There was a general rustle of benches scraping against the stone floor, and the students poured out of the great hall towards their respective common rooms.

"Aconite," Caroline said to the hidden entrance of the common room, walking with Katherine to their dorm room when the wall slid aside.

When they arrived, Caroline and Katherine took showers and changed into their pajamas immediately. When they came out, they found their other dorm mate sitting on her bed, painting her fingernails.

"Hayley," Caroline greeted coolly.

"Caroline, Katherine," Hayley said, nodding to them before returning to her manicure.

"How was your summer?" Caroline asked, more in an attempt to be civil than because she actually cared.

Hayley shrugged. "It was fine. Nothing all that interesting happened."

"I'm going to bed," Katherine announced, and Caroline nodded along with her friend.

"Good night, Hayley."

"Yep."

XXX

"Miss Forbes, have you decided on your classes?" Professor Slughorn asked, holding a blank schedule in his hands.

The sixth year was the first time Hogwarts students got to choose the subjects they wanted to study and for Caroline it had been a tough decision.

"Yes Professor," She replied, "I've decided on Potions, Transfiguration, Arithmancy, Charms, and Ancient Runes for my cores, and Spell Creation, Enchanting, and Warding for my electives."

Slughorn frowned. "You can't have more than four core classes, Miss Forbes, surely you're aware."

"Yes, but I really want to take Enchanting, and I can't have that without taking Charms."

After OWLs, all rising sixth years chose four subjects as their "core" classes. In addition to these they were required to choose three complimentary elective classes.

"Don't you think you're overworking yourself just a tad?" Slughorn asked, before laughing his booming belly laugh at the look on her face, "Of course, Miss Forbes, I should have known that you'd insist on taking on more than the normal course load."

Caroline shrugged, slightly embarrassed now.

"Well, I don't see a problem with it as long as you keep up with your schoolwork. I'll speak with Professor Tonks, shall I? If you feel like it's too much, you must drop either Potions or Transfiguration. And I feel I should inform you that I would not be disappointed in you if you drop my class. You have easily enough of a foundation for the subject that you could independently study after you graduate and take the NEWT post-graduate test."

"Thank you professor, but I'd rather take my chances."

"Of course, of course. Though I'm sure that you are aware, I must inform you that the Arithmancy elective does come with an extra section in which you learn the Latin spell roots?"

Caroline nodded. "Yep, I know."

"Good, good. Well, here you are m'dear," He said, smiling widely and tapping the blank schedule so that it filled up, "And I do hope that you'll be able to at least spare some time in your schedule for the dinner this Saturday?"

Caroline beamed. "I'm sure I can make it. Thanks Professor."

"Of course, Miss Forbes. I'll see you in less than an hour for Potions, yes?"

She nodded absently, already inspecting her schedule. It was Tuesday, which meant that, as Slughorn had said, she had double potions first period. After break, she had Ancient Runes, and then she had two free periods before her first Latin Lab. She suspected that the classes for the rest of the week would be more about what they'd do that year than anything else.

"What are you taking?" Caroline asked Katherine, who was reading her own schedule.

"Potions, Defense, Transfiguration, Charms, O&L, Transfiguration in Combat, and Alchemy."

Caroline screwed up her face. "Eww…O&L? Really, Kat?"

"Occlumency and Legilimency are mandatory for Unspeakables, you know that," Katherine said, looking slightly irritated at Caroline's judgment of her subject choices, "Just because you can't keep a straight face to save your life doesn't mean we all have to walk around with our innermost thoughts pasted on."

"Whatever. At least we'll have Potions, Transfiguration, and Charms together."

"Yeah, about Potions…"

Caroline rolled her eyes and gave a (mostly) fake long-suffering sigh. "Yes, Kat, of course I'll be your partner and do the majority of the work for you this year."

"Thank you so much, best friend!" Katherine said brightly, making Caroline scoff.

"Is that why I'm your best friend, Kat?"

Katherine laughed and slung her bag over her shoulder. "Well, that and it'll be really helpful to have the Head Girl on my side in seventh year when I start hexing my sister for no reason."

Caroline snorted. "Pretty sure Elena is the reason hexes were invented. No offense."

"I couldn't have said it better myself."

XXX

"Welcome to NEWT level Spell Creation," Professor Vector announced cheerily once everyone had taken their seats, "Today would normally be the lab period where we'd go over common Latin roots, but today I'd like to hand out the syllabus and discuss the term long project."

There was some scattered muttering, and Professor Vector handed out the syllabus and continued on as though she hadn't noticed. "As you can see, I have clearly outlined what you need to accomplish in order to get an Outstanding in this course. Now that you're in sixth year, your studies will become significantly more difficult, but I still expect all of you to do your best."

Caroline looked down at the syllabus. As was typical of Professor Vector, there were clear expectations with percentage weights. It looked like they would have an essay due every two weeks, a term-long project, and two tests, which was fine with her. She tuned back into what Vector was saying.

"—Term-long project is due on the last day of class. It will be done in partners, whom I have already assigned based on class ranks on your OWL test. It will be much easier on all of you that way, because you will have similar experience levels."

Most of the class groaned at the news that it was a group project, and Caroline resisted the urge to bury her face in her arms. Klaus was ranked first in the class and she was ranked a close second. She shot him a sideways look and saw that he was doing the same, a similar expression of annoyance on his face, though it probably had more to do with the fact that he was forced into interacting with anyone at all rather than that it was her.

He was not a people person.

"You will have a choice between developing a new simple spell or modifying an existing simple spell. It does not matter how useful the spell is or what the spell does, I just want to see that you are capable of applying the material practically. You'll find more information in the syllabus. Any questions?"

XXX

"Forbes!"

Caroline turned around to see Klaus jogging to catch up to her.

"What, Mikaelson?" She asked, mocking his use of her last name.

"When would you like to meet to get started?"

"Just so we're clear, I'd rather jump out of a window than work with you on this project," She said, pasting the fakest smile on her face possible.

"I won't stop you," He said, gesturing towards the nearby window.

They were six floors up.

She narrowed her eyes. "I wasn't being serious."

"I was."

"Wow. Rude!"

"I was just trying to help, love."

She rolled her eyes and decided to redirect the conversation back to the task at hand. "What's your schedule like?"

He pulled it out and gave it to her and she gave it a quick once-over. "Well, we have the exact same Monday schedule. And we both have Thursday afternoon off as well."

"Monday at 10:30 in the library?" He suggested when she handed his schedule back to him.

"Sure."

"Come with ideas. I don't want to spend an hour and a half sitting there brainstorming," He ordered.

She shot him a fake smile. "I was about to tell you the same thing."

"Touchy," He mumbled, readjusting his schoolbag on his shoulder.

They walked towards the great hall together before they were ambushed by Enzo. "Mikaelson," He said, nodding at Klaus.

Klaus half heartedly nodded back before walking past them towards the great hall.

Enzo pulled her into a hug. "He's cheerful, that one. Hello, gorgeous."

"Hi," She said, kissing him quickly.

He let go and grabbed her hand. "Dinner?"

"Yep."

They walked hand-in-hand towards the great hall, Caroline telling him about her day.

"And we have this giant project for Vector, and I got paired with Klaus. It's awful."

"I'm sorry," Enzo said, squeezing her hand, "Is there anything that I can help with?"

Caroline shook her head. "Probably not. It's just a project, no big deal. Between the two of us we shouldn't even have to meet all that often."

Enzo nodded along with her. "Well, if it makes you feel any better at all Flitwick is an easy grader in Enchanting, so you shouldn't have too much trouble."

"Are you implying that I would have trouble in Enchanting if Flitwick wasn't an easy grader?" Caroline asked, glaring at her boyfriend, half-playful and half-serious.

Enzo seemed to realize his mistake before she'd finished her sentence and grabbed her hand. "Of course not, gorgeous. You can do anything you set your mind to, you know that without me telling you."

She nodded, mentally giving him props on the good save, and sat down next to him once they arrived at the great hall. "What do you have tomorrow?" She asked him, spearing a potato on her fork and taking a bite.

"I'm free until lunchtime. You?"

"I have a free period in the morning."

"Excellent. You should sleep in, we'll still have about an hour until class."

She shot him a suspicious look, but nodded warily. "All right. You excited for Quidditch trials?"

He nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, definitely. I'm captain this year since Maxfield left, so we need a new seeker."

"Got your eye on anyone in particular?"

He shook his head. "Not really. I've heard that Rebekah is interested, but I doubt she'll try for it. Her brother seems to have his heart set on preventing her from doing anything she genuinely enjoys."

"Enzo…"

"What? It's true. You know, Gorgeous, you've got the perfect build for a seeker, and you're not a half-bad flyer."

Caroline snorted. No, she wasn't a bad flier, but she also had no interest in being stuck on a team with Hayley Marshall while having to deal with Enzo and Klaus having their testosterone-fueled pissy fits. "I don't think so."

He sighed, seeming to be genuinely disappointed by her answer. "Well, perhaps Rebekah won't be half bad. We'll see how it goes. And obviously we have to try out everyone already on the team, just in case."

"Makes sense," Caroline said, nodding.

Enzo shoveled the rest of his spinach salad into his mouth at lightning speed before picking up his bag. "All right, gorgeous, I've got to run. I promised Maggie we'd go flying tonight."

Caroline smiled at his thoughtfulness. His half-sister Maggie was a year younger than her and had been sorted into Gryffindor, and Enzo had always been determined to stay close to her.

"Have fun," She said, smiling as he dropped a kiss on her cheek and walked off.

XXX

She woke up to a brisk tapping sound on the door and groaned, rubbing her eyes with her palms. She grabbed her wand clumsily.

"Tempus."

Who was bothering her at eight forty-five? She walked over and pulled open the door, prepared to scold whoever it was within an inch of their life, but it was Enzo carrying a tray piled with food.

"Seriously?" She asked, smiling, "How did you get up here? And breakfast in bed? What's the occasion?"

"In order," He said, setting the tray on her bedside table and ticking the list off on his fingers, "Yes, seriously. I did an identity masking spell, and the stairs only activate if you're a bloke, not if you're not a girl. Yes, breakfast in bed, and I even brought pancakes. The occasion is you getting prefect."

"You knew it would happen, though," She protested, though smiling widely.

He nodded, picking a pancake off the stack for himself and pouring a good amount of syrup on it.

"We all did, but that doesn't mean it's not something to celebrate. Budge over," He said, perching himself on her bed and dipping a strip of bacon in his syrup.

"Still though," She said, "This was so thoughtful."

"I know," He said, shrugging, "What can I say, Gorgeous? I'm the best."

She rolled her eyes and whacked him on the shoulder.

Caroline got a pancake and some sausage off the tray and settled into her bed across from Enzo to eat.

"This is really good," She said, "How did you get it all the way here from the kitchens without anyone noticing?"

He gave her a genuine smile, one that he didn't often use, and it made her insides warm. "I actually didn't use the kitchens. The reason I was late to the train yesterday was because I spent the time trying to convince Tippy to pop up this morning with your breakfast."

She took a bite of sausage and closed her eyes. She had no idea how Enzo's family elf managed to get the spicy marmalade just right every time, but she wasn't complaining.

"What if we hadn't had class off?" She asked after swallowing.

He shrugged, "I would have floo called home and told Tippy when you do have it off."

She nodded thoughtfully, taking the last bite of her pancake, before setting the plate on the tray on top of Enzo's empty one.

"You have something on your face," Enzo said, smirking.

"Do I?" She played along.

He nodded, his face arranged in a completely serious look. "Here, let me get it for you."

She giggled as she dodged his finger, which was sticky with syrup. "No, your hands are sticky."

"I suppose that I should wash them then," He said, not moving an inch.

She rolled her eyes. "Not necessary," She said, grabbing his hand in hers and bringing it to her mouth, swirling her tongue along his finger. His eyes darkened as he watched, and when she let his hand go his lips were immediately on hers.

Enzo was the sweetest boyfriend she could ever ask for. He was considerate, kind, carried her books, was generally compassionate, an excellent kisser…

But when he nibbled her bottom lip and she sighed, she couldn't help but feel like there was something missing, some kind of spark that was supposed to appear and blow her mind.

It would happen eventually, she was sure.

A/N: Thank you for reading :D So, how are we feeling about this? Do you guys like it? Should I continue? Does anything need to be clearer?
Let me know in a review! It's the only way I'll know what you think and get better ;)
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-Angie