"We should be sitting outside." Dominique complains as we sit in the dorm room. "Look, even the sun is shining!"
I turn to look outside the window. Indeed the sun is out and about, shining across the castle grounds. Warm rays of light hit my hand, when I stand to go and reach out of the window.
"She's right. I - or better we, didn't do anything special this entire weekend. I had a shit ton of homework to do and didn't get to enjoy myself - apart from yesterday night and earlier this morning, which had been interrupted because of that lovely cousin of yours."
"That I would live to see this moment." Dominique wipes away the non-existing tears from her eyes.
"What are you talking about?"
"Finally, you have come to your senses and agree with me."
The two remaining girls and I break out in laughter. I shake my head at the blonde, taking another bite of the toast in my hand. Instead of going down to the Great Hall, we had Periwinkle bring us something.
"Don't get used to it." I smile.
"I wouldn't dream of it. We all know how you are."
"And what is that supposed to mean?" I question.
"You know bloody well what that means." She stands. "Now come on, let's go. I want to get as much of the sun as possible."
"Can you stop being so bloody whiney, for a second?" Lucy falls onto her back. "It's not like the sun is running from us. Some of us still have to get dressed. After that we can finally go."
"Then hurry the fuck up." Dominique hisses. "Or I won't wait for your sorry excuse of an ass."
"Not everyone can have an arse so big that it matches their ego."
"Don't hate the booty." Dom gives her bum a small shake, hitting the short clad skin afterwards.
"You need help."
"What I need is sex." She throws her hair into a ponytail. "Can we go already? You know where we sit Lucy. You can come afterwards, can you not?"
"Just go and get ready guys." I turn to Roxanne and Lucy, who are still in their pajamas. "I will entertain our beauty, while you're at it."
The two jump from the bed, rushing to get to the bathroom. Once I hear the sound of water running, I turn back to my blonde friend.
"Hurry!" She screams, going to stand in front of her trunk. "Do you think Umbridge will allow us to wear some short clothing?"
"Knowing her she will take points from us."
"If she finds out, that is."
"I doubt that she will come to search for us, so just go for it."
Dominique nods her head, the blonde locks moving with the motion. Slowly she proceeds to undress, stopping to stand in her underwear.
"I almost forgot you had that birthmark."
"What?" She turns her upper body, looking down at the little dark spot on her left butt cheek. "Yeah, I hate that hideous thing. I want to get it removed but my father won't let me."
"It's only a birthmark, Dom." I lay on my back, looking at the ceiling.
"It's as big as a bloody tennis ball."
"Try half of my fingernail." I look at her. "You're making it a bigger deal than it really is."
"Well, you don't have any." She buttons her shirt, before coming to stand in front of my legs. "Or did you get any and are hiding them from us?"
Her hands reach out, the cold surface gracing my naked thighs. I shriek, my knees lifting at her touch.
"What are you doing, bitch?" I scream. My eyes widen. "And your hands are fucking cold."
"Don't be such a wimp about it and let me see." She tries to go for another try.
"No!" I protest, turning to get away from her.
Unfortunately, she manages to flip me over and position herself on top on my legs. I feel her hands pushing up the soft material of my skirt before the cool breeze caresses my exposed bum.
"Dominique Gabrielle Weasley." I hiss, wiggling under the pressure of her weight. "Get the bloody hell off me."
"No new birthmarks." She laughs, her hand reaching out to pinch my cheek.
"Ow." I scream out, the pain decreasing after a few seconds. "What was that for?"
Dominique stays quiet. "I should give you a wedgie." Her fingers play at the hem of my underwear.
I wiggle again, causing her to laugh and to pull at the fabric. She lays down on me, hugging my waist from behind.
"Don't go humping me, like a horny dog."
"I wouldn't dare. Hey what is that?" She reaches out, her movements causing my clothes to ride up my body. "Is that some of Peri's Fairy Nectar?"
"Fairy Nectar?" I question as she takes the bottle into her arms. "Who came up with that?"
"I did." she opens the bottle to take a sip.
Immediately, I take the bottle from her hands, sliding the lid on.
"No more Nectar for you!" I pull the bottle further from her body. "You had enough, yesterday."
"Don't be a bitch." She reaches out. "Let me have a sip."
I try to get of the bed. Dominique's arm reaches out, grasping my ankle. I fall to the ground, the bottle rolling from my hands and onto the hardwood floor. The blonde's naked feet step over me. She bends down.
"No!" I stand on my knees and hands, my joints carrying me to push her from the bottle. Dominique jumps on my back, me falling on my stomach as we both wrestle for the container.
"Give it to me." She screeches in my ear. Her bodyweight heavy on my back.
"Bitch, you're heavy." I breathe out.
"And you're ugly."
"We both know that's not true."
"Just give me the bloody thing!" Our hands grasp the object, fighting for it as she struggles on my back.
"You don't get to have more. You already had enough! It's a wonder that you're not hungover."
Her fighting stops, her arms falling to the side, her head resting on mine. Her breath is hot on my neck, heavy as we both try to calm.
"Wait a minute." She stands to sit on me. "What did you say?"
"What?" I wiggle under her. "Get the bloody hell off me!"
"I'm not hungover." She slides off me.
I sit up, as well. My brows furrow, looking at the blonde girl and her flushed cheeks.
"What?" I ask again, catching my breath.
"Are you deaf?" Her eyes widen. "I'm not hungover! Like you said; with the amount of alcohol I had last night, I should have been broken by now. But I feel fine. Never better." She runs her hands through her hair.
I look at the bottle in my hands, observing its content. "I feel fine as well."
"What did that little elf give us?" She tries to reach for the bottle again. I shake my head, holding it behind my back.
"I don't know." I shake my head.
"What are you guys doing on the floor?" Roxanne asks, when she returns from the bathroom.
"Do you feel hungover or something that feels remotely close to being hungover?"
Her brows furrow. The dark haired girl sits on the beds, pulling her shoes on. "I didn't have that much to drink. Someone, and I am not saying who, drank all of Peri's liquor or whatever it is that she has given us. I wouldn't know."
"Fairy Nectar." I tell my friend, mocking her cousin with my eyes wide. "Little Dom has been creative."
"Keep making fun of me, bitch." She kicks my knee. "See where that will get you!"
"But we did." I turn back to Roxanne. "And that hooker over there had almost two entire bottles to herself."
"One and a half." She defends.
"Same difference."
"What's the same difference?" Lucy enters the room, her hair pulled into a messy bun on top of her head.
"If Dom had two bottles or one and a half of Fairy Nectar."
"What's 'Fairy Nectar'?" She pulls her shoes on.
"Peri's liquor." Roxanne informs her cousin, while throwing my shoes at me.
I pull them over my feet. Standing up when I am finished, I help the blonde before turning to the other two girls in the room. They look at each other before turning back to me.
"We should at least feel a light headache."
"But nothing." Lucy agrees.
"And look at that bitch." I point to Dominique, who has pulled on her shoes as well. "She is up and about." My eyes widen.
"Can we not talk about that alcohol, please?" She stands in front of us. "We've lost enough time already. I really want to soak in as much sun light as possible. And you bitches keep talking about nonsense."
"You guys ready?" I ask her cousins, wanting Dominique's nagging to stop. The girls seem to pick up on it.
Roxanne and Lucy, both nod. We make out way outside the dorm room and step onto the stair case.
"What happened to your hair and clothes?" Roxanne asks, in the middle of the way.
"Your cousin happened."
"Why, what did she do?" Lucy questions.
"You don't even want to know." I sigh, briefly closing my eyes. The girls laugh.
The sun is warm on my skin, the grass tickling the sole of my feet as we sit outside. Dom lies on her stomach, her back exposed to the ultra violet rays, from the second we have decided to sit under a tree, a blanket spread under us.
"You enjoying yourself?" I ask when I finish rubbing her back with sun blocker.
"Very." She sighs. "Nothing could make this day any more perfect than it already is. Although, I would enjoy a sip of that Fairy Nectar."
"No more Fairy Nectar."
"Why do you have to ruin everything that I want to do?" She pouts, her brows pulling into a frown.
"I'm not ruining you. I am saving you from yourself."
"We feel fine. We don't have to worry about the effects that the alcohol has on us."
"We won't have any of that whiskey, unless we have something to celebrate."
"What is more important than this day? Let's celebrate it."
"No more Fairy Nectar!"
"You're no fun."
I roll my eyes, arranging my skirt before I lay down myself. My head lays next to Dominique's back, Roxanne's on my stomach, my finger in her hair.
"This feels nice." Lucy removes the straps from her bra before lying down and opening it.
"Can someone of you rub me this shit on me?" She asks, waving the bottle of sun blocker in her hands.
"You do it." Roxanne slaps her hand on my belly.
"No you do it." I push her head. "You're in my way."
Roxanne lifts her head of my body. I smile, thinking that she offers to do the job. My dreams and hopes are crushed when I hear Lucy complain about someone doing it, already. My eyes open, to see Roxanne's head in an upright position, her eyes closed as she enjoys the sun.
"Roxanne!" I shout outraged but laugh at her silliness. "You bitch."
The tanned girl laughs, her still straightened hair shaking with her body. I move her head out of the way, rather violently before I make my way to the blonde, who is waiting for me.
I take the bottle from her hands. "Why are you girls tanning anyways? You guys are already tanned enough."
"You can never be tanned enough." Dominique says from her spot on the blanket; maybe a little too dramatic. "You should be tanning those legs, if you're asking me. The boys would be chasing after you. Imagine all the hot, wild sex you would be getting."
She giggles. I step around Lucy, placing my knees on each side of her body before sitting down. Squirting a bit of the white cream onto my hands, I begin to rub it onto her back.
"You really need to get laid." I shake my head, looking at the blonde. "All this talk about hot and sweaty sex is not doing any of us any good."
"I know." She whines. "But I don't want to do it with some random guy. I grew out of that phase."
"What?!" I scream in mock surprise. "You want something serious? Since when?"
Dominique begins to blush, her cheeks reddening as the blood flushes into them. My eyes widen, shocked that there is a hue of truth in the air.
"Dom?" Her flush increases. "DOM! Oh my god. You bitch, who is it?" My voice is shrill, loud as I move off Lucy to crawl back to my spot; my legs draped against Roxanne's upper body.
"Tell us, who he is!" I demand.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She turns her head.
"You very well know what the bloody hell we are talking about. You, Dominique Gabrielle Weasley, have a crush on someone." I state, a smile playing at my lips. "That I would live to see this day." I quote her from earlier this day.
"Shut up." Her hand smacks against the naked skin of my legs. "It's not funny."
"It is." I lean over to place my chin on her shoulders. "You are in love. Next thing you know, you'll be married and then you'll be pregnant with his child."
"You just went all the way, didn't you?" She chuckles. "I won't be having any children until my future super model career is secured. Merlin forbid, I will not have a little monster ruin that for me."
"Uh huh." I lift my chin. "We'll see about that when you're twenty one with your first child."
"If you jinx me, I'll come and bloody kill you."
"You try that."
We fall silent. I lay on my back, once again, enjoying the sun as its heat waves shine down on me. I let my mind wander. I listen close to the small waves in the Black Lake, the creatures deep within are causing. I listen to the whisper of air in the tree and its leaves up above our heads and the change in my hair. Birds are chirping from all around, chasing each other as they fly through the air. I run my hand through my hair, breaking the knots in it as I proceed. A small sigh escapes my mouth, my form curling into a ball as a colder breeze runs over my skin.
"There you guys are." We hear.
My eyes open, looking to the two girls running up to the spot where we are lying at. Rose Weasley is walking up to the tree, Lily Luna Potter right at her heels. I watch, seeing their red hair waving in the wind.
"We have been looking everywhere for you, Dom." Lily mentions, sitting down. "Louis has been asking for you. Aunt Fleur and Uncle Bill have sent something for you."
"Do you girls know what it is?"
"No, but Louis thinks it's your costume for the Halloween party."
"You've already gotten your costume for the party? That party is next month" I remind her, sitting up. "I didn't even know what to wear yet."
"Oh my god." I hear a short gasp. Rose's hand flies to her mouth, a flush spreading on her cheeks.
"You're Vienna." Lily mentions, her eyes lighting up. "You've hexed James to the Wing.
I watch at the youngest Potter, unsure what I am supposed to do with the current situation.
"Awesome." She exclaims. "That has been long due, if you ask me. I mean look at him! He walks around like he owns the blasted place."
"Yeah." I laugh, a little awkward. "That he does." I scratch at my arms.
"I'm not amazed with the fact that you used violence against him. But is it true that you used wandless black magic on him?" Rose asks hesitantly, playing with a long lock of red hair.
"Excuse me?"
"I'm sorry." She blushes, avoiding my gaze. "It's just - everyone has been talking about it. And I wanted to be sure. I have seen you do magic before - you were amazing. You are amazing. From the stories that I have heard from my cousins, you seem to be a lovely girl." Rose begins to fidget with her fingers, her eyes casted downwards.
The girls and I giggle, a light blush spreading on my cheeks. I place a hand on her knee, giving it a light squeeze to cheer her up.
"Thanks." I mention. "I hear, you're quite the witch, yourself."
"Not as powerful as you are."
"Okay." Dom pipes up, putting her bra back on and sitting up. "Enough with the ass-groveling Rose. She's got some pretty amazing spells up her sleeves, we know. She learned a lot of them with us. Anything she can do, we can do as well."
Lucy snorts from beside us, her shoulders shaking as her laugh rings in my ears.
"Nice one." Roxanne helps her close her underwear when she sits up. "But I doubt it."
"Okay you whores." Rose's eyes widen at the word. "Can we stop this? Thank you for the enthusiasm you show towards my magical abilities but I'm not that strong of a witch; maybe even average." I give her a smile.
"I still think your magic in the common room was amazing. The guards were perfect and that veil!" Her eyes light up again.
"Moving on." Dom says, her eyes wide and her face pulled into a grimace. "Did you girls want anything else?"
"No. Not really." Lilly looks around the blanket and at the tree. "What are you guys doing here, anyways?"
"Enjoying the sun, feeling the air in my hair and maybe if the girls are up to it, we will take a dip in the lake."
"You're alone on that one."
"Yeah, I'm not going in there. The lake is probably freezing."
"As you two girls can see, these party poopers will not be joining me to a nice swim in the lake." Dominique looks around us. "You bitches really need to let loose a little. Come on. We can only tip our toes in." Dominique's facial expression pulls into a plea, her eyes wide with innocence.
"We can go, if you really want to. There is no need for you to plea like that." Roxanne assured the blonde.
Dominique smiles, clapping her hands together. My face pulls into a grimace.
"I know they clean the Black Lake and everything." I look at the dark water. "But imagine all the germs in there."
"I would rather be afraid of the germs you spread around, Nightingale."
My face drops, already unnerved with the boy, coming up to us. Next to him, I see the rest of the boys and the two girls, which appear almost everywhere wherever the bloody hell James is.
"Oh this will be good." Lily whispers, her eyes widen in delight. "Merlin's balls. Why is there no popcorn when it's needed?"
"Potter." I smile at the boy in swim trunks. Hi boys." I turn to my friends. "What are you guys doing here?"
"It's a nice day and we wanted to enjoy it." Lysander laughs, basking in the sun.
"That's what I'm talking about!
Finally someone understands me!"
The two high five, smiling big.
"Is there a reason why you stopped to interrupt our conversation Potter? I'm sure you have better things to do than get on my last nerve."
"I'm asking myself that as well." Sasha interjects. "Why did we stop James? Let's go." Her voice turns whiney.
"Yes James." I whine to mock the bitch on his side. "Go."
Potter shakes his head. Sasha wraps her arms around his waist, pulling him along as she leads the way. The boys smile at us before following the others, leaving us alone.
"Bye." Sasha teases, sending me a wink.
"Fuck you too, whore." I smile too brightly. "I hope the Giant Squid eats you in one bite."
"Don't be ridiculous." Dominique says. "She's way too fishy."
We laugh, our heads thrown back. Another, different sound of laughter echoes in the air. Looking up, I see that the boys have shed their shirts to sun bath just like we have been doing. Potter and Sasha are in the water. Just as the rest, the two are in their swimming wear, touching and messing with each other. Sasha's gaze catches mine, a wicked smile on her lips. She reaches out, throwing her arms around Potter and hiding her face in the crook of his neck. Potter looks surprised, slightly unnerved as the girl clings to his shirtless body, but doesn't push her away. His long fingers tickle her waist, causing the bitch to throw her head back and telling him to stop with a playful slap on the arm.
"Is that bitch trying to make me jealous?" I question, quite disgusted with their interaction. "I hope she isn't serious about this. Because I'm not interested in Potter at all. Don't get me wrong. I'm sure your brother's lovely and all that but I just bloody hate him. And that bitch rubbing her fake tits all over him, will not make me consider it."
"He's not that special." Lily says when I look at her. She laughs. "He's quite dorky, if you ask me. He's all about Quidditch and all that but there's actually a huge geek inside that athlete body. And trust me, Sasha-Marlene is nothing to him. He has had so many opportunities to introduce her as - whatever the bloody hell she is - to my mum and dad. But he didn't. So that means that she is nothing to him. He would have told me or any of his female cousins, if there is something serious going on between the two of them. Since he didn't, she must be a shag or something."
"Well aren't you quite the psychiatrist?" Dominque teases.
"No." She shakes her head. "I just know my brother." She looks at him.
"He's still an ass to me." I tell them. "Using a girl is wrong - even if I hate the bitch but no one deserves that. And she is a skank, if she's willing to go along with it."
"Meh, I never said he was a saint." She smiles at me. "Just a Quidditch player, geek and apparently an asshole."
"Quidditch Nazi is more like it. I may not be in the same house as he is but I hear some pretty nasty stuff about him."
"He's crazy about Quidditch. Must be mum's genes in him because dad isn't a sports fanatic."
The girls around me begin to laugh. I pout, not understanding their joke. Smiling at the red-head, I try to overact my confusion.
"Dad may have been Quidditch captain when he had been in school. But he's more of a couch potato, nowadays."
"Oh." I smile again, a small laugh following after. "Good to know."
We sit and talk with the girls a little more, enjoying our time. The boys don't bother us a second time but we do hear the exaggerated laughter escaping Sasha's big mouth. The group has been sitting in the grass for a while now, occasionally standing up to skip a few rocks over the lake's surface.
"She throws her hair over that boney shoulder way too often, if you ask me."
"She's even more annoying than our dear Melissa."
"I haven't heard from her, in a while." Roxanne admits. "What do you think she's up to?"
Dominique shrugs, not interested in what the current Head-Girl does or doesn't do. "I couldn't care less. At least that's one bitch out of my hair."
"Just as we get one out, there is a next one to take her place. Is it something we do - or something about us that just attracts them?"
"They're probably jealous." Dominique examines her nails.
I snort. "Of what? There's nothing special about the four of us. We have an alcoholic prostitute, a bitter and nagging bitch, a shy but sporty girl next door with untameable hair - "
"Don't forget the grandmother we hang around with." My three friends begin to laugh.
"I love you, too." I blow her a kiss. "We're just normal girls." I turn back to the Potter girl.
"You're joking right." Rose pipes up. She has been awfully quiet, this entire time. "Dom is Dom, everyone will be jealous of a veela - "
"One eighth of a veela." I smile.
"You will never let me forget that."
"Roxanne and Lucy bring innocence to this group. They hold you guys together. Not to mention that Lucy knows almost everything about everyone and Roxy is a Quidditch player."
"I play Quidditch, as well." Lucy pouts.
"We'll talk when you're as good a Roxy is." The biracial girl blushes.
"I'm not that good."
"Don't be humble. You're an animal on the pitch. With us you're shy but out there you're like a fierce amazon, who is ready to slaughter every man in her way."
"Yeah." Rose agrees. "And then we have you, Vienna. People begin to notice you even more than they have before. Your outbursts with James, the detention you have because of one night with Joshua Harries. From what I hear, the entire Slytherin house is smitten with you. Not to mention what had happened in fourth year."
"After one night with Joshua Harries? What did that bastard tell them what happened between us?" My eyes are wide in shock. Nothing happened between me and Joshua apart from the heavy make out session. "Do you guys know what he's spreading?"
"Besides STDs you mean?" Lily laughs. "Just that you almost went down on your knees for him."
A loud shriek leaves my lips. My eyes are wide in shock. I can't believe it. That arse.
"That son of a bitch!" I laugh, trying to process the newest gossip. "I can't believe him. Wait until I get my hands on him. That boy wishes that I would have done it." Another shriek leaves my lips. I shake my head, not wanting to believe this.
"Calm down. He's not worth the drama." Dominique places her hands on my shoulders. "He is an arse. If he thinks he can bring you down by spreading those silly rumors, we will take that to our advantage."
"What do you mean?" I let my head drop into my hands.
"We can use that against him. If people actually believe him, we can make anything up. We can say that he wanted you to do some crazy shit because he couldn't get it up without it."
"Or we can say that he's small." Roxanne suggests.
"But he's not." I whine. "We may not have done anything but I felt it! Whatever that was I felt, it wasn't small."
The two younger girls blush at my words and the honesty behind them. Rose shakes her head, while Lily waves a hand around to cool herself.
"I knew it." She claims. "That boy is everything. And you got to sleep with him."
My jaw drops. "Don't tell me he's spreading that, as well. Oh god, kill me. I can't breathe." I open the first few buttons of my shirt. "This can't be happening." I fall back onto the blanket.
"No he didn't. Not that I know of. People just say that because you two have disappeared together when my brother threw that party, a few days back. I just assumed."
"We didn't have sex." Somehow it feels as if a burden is lifted from my shoulders.
"Are those tears?" Lucy questions.
"Why are you crying?"
I don't why but I can't stop the tears from falling. My body begins to shake, as the first silent sobs escape my throat. I feel hands on me, slowly brushing through my or trying to move my arms from my face.
"Vienna." They say softly. "Why are you crying, Vienna?"
I keep crying, not able to answer their simple question.
"Did I say something wrong?" I hear uncertainty in Lily's voice. It sounds quivering, almost like she is going to start crying herself. "I didn't mean to offend you or anything, Vienna."
"Vienna." They try again. "Stand up, sweetheart. With your knees up, everyone will be able to see your underwear."
"Let them. It will give them another reason to talk badly of me."
"Get yourself together Vie." I hear Dom hiss in my ear. "You're making Lily cry. We don't have to get her brother to come over here and make this a bigger deal than it actually is. Everyone will talk and we won't be able to say whether it's good or bad. We won't be able to stop them either way. So just let them bloody talk, for Merlin's sake."
I nod my head, then shaking it. Wiping the tears from my face, I sit up again. Lily's eyes are indeed wet from unshed tears that have gathered in them.
"I'm sorry, if I said something that- "
"It's okay." I begin, a small smile on my lips. "I- I just didn't know what came over me."
"It looked like a little panic attack to me." Rose admits, playing with the grass under her hands.
"I'm okay." I assure the younger girls and probably myself, as well. "You wanted to go to the water, Dom. Let's go."
I take a deep breath before standing up and pulling down my skirt.
"What are you doing?" Roxanne questions, shocked that I dropped my skirt.
"Going for a dip in the Black
Lake." I turn to look at her. "Don't worry Roxy, my shirt is big enough to cover everything important. You girls coming?"
With a smile on my face, I turn around and walk towards the water. The dark colour glistens in the sun, thousands of tiny little start appearing on the reflective surface. I turn to walk backwards.
"Come on Dominique." I call out to her, attracting the boys' attention. "Who is a party-pooper now?"
Her eyes widen. She stands up, pulling her shirt on before making her way towards me. Eventually the rest of my friends follow; even Rose and Lily come to dip their feet in the water. I don't know when, but the boys do join us, too. They have made it their mission to get us girls wet, from head to toe.
"You wouldn't dare." I threaten Lorcan as he watches me from the corner of his eye.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He inches closer. I walk back.
We walk around each other, me trying to escape him. Lorcan smiles wickedly, suddenly leaping at me. I shriek back, smacking into the skin of a naked chest. The boy has me in his arms, picking me up over his shoulder and walking deeper into the lake.
"Potter!" I shriek. He cackles, enjoying my dismay. "Potter let me go."
"Nah." He shrugs. "I like this view."
A loud smack sounds in my ears. With the smack, I feel the pain. My friends begin to laugh. "POTTER! You imbecile wanker. I thought I told you not to do that."
"Do what, Nightingale?" His hands rub up and down on my behind, slowly drawing small circles before I feel the smack again. "You mean this?"
"Potter, you arrogant little piece of shit. Let me go." I wiggle on his shoulder.
"Or what?" He maneuvers me so that I am held in his arms - bridal fashion. "What will you do?" His face inches closer, his breath hitting my lips.
"Potter." I whisper, entranced by his lips and the short stubble on his cheeks and chest. "Let me go."
My breath stops in my lungs. My heart quickens. Potter leans down, his lips barely a touch away from mine. I feel his arms flex once, then twice as he pushes me closer to his body.
"Potter." It's quiet; the people around us forgotten.
"Enna."
"Let go."
"Your wish." His lips brush mine. His voice is just as hushed. Our heavy breathing intermingles. "Is my command."
He drops me into the water. Just as I had anticipated, the lake is freezing. The cold temperature is biting at my skin. I make my way to the top slowly. Many droplets of water run around me, covering me in a wet veil of nothing. My shirt clings to my body, the material turning translucent, and my underwear on display. I push my hair out of my face. The glare in my eyes burns with anger, with rage as I face the laughing boy. His laughter dies in his throat once his stare focuses on me.
"Fuck." I hear him hiss. He swallows, his Adam's apple moving slowly, as he watches my drenched form. "Fuck." He repeats, an agonizing look overtaking his facial features.
"Oh fuck." And a third time. He runs a hand through his wet hair, stopping at the nape of his neck. Potter pulls at the end of the hair growing back there, another hiss leaving through his teeth before his lips pull into a pout. His head leans backwards, his neck appearing broader, more masculine and muscular. His free hand trails along his bottom lip, his teeth and tongue gliding over the soft flesh.
"Enna." A low growl emits from his chest. He steps forward. His eyes narrow.
So do mine. But as his narrow in lust, mine narrow in anger and hatred.
"You better run, Potter." I threaten, my voice low. "You better run fast."