A/N : TEST CHAPTER. Part 1 of Chapter 7, more to come soon.
Have decided to pick up writing again, please no hate. Opinions and Reviews Welcome. This is just to see if I can continue from where I left off.
Antares awoke at roughly the crack of dawn, exactly as he had done for the past 5 years. Yet this time wasn't like every other time he could think of. For the first time in a very long time, he, Antares Black, had awoken to that of a slightly guilty conscious.
Sitting up in his overly luxurious bed, he gazed down to his right where he saw the very sexy, very nude, form of one of his closest friends laying right beside him. Pulling back the covers of his duvet, Antares swung his legs over the side of his bed and stood up, his own nakedness also being on display for the world to see.
For a second he was mesmerized by the rhythmic beauty of watching Sophia's sleeping form. The way her pert breasts rose and fell with each breath was truly a site to behold, one he had trouble turning away from. After he finally turned his gaze away from her magnificent assets, he quickly used a switching spell to transfer his workout clothes and shoes onto his body before covering up Sophia's exposed body and then opening his bedroom door.
Antares silently made his way through the cold and austere room space that was the Slytherin common room, the smouldering ashes of the previous night's fire being the only thing to illuminate his path.
In hardly any time at all he had traversed the familiar halls that were the Slytherin Dungeons, down through the entrance hall and past the great wooden doors that led to the grounds of the school.
Outside was significantly brighter than inside the castle, as well as significantly colder. So cold in fact that every time he exhaled, a foggy breath of air was soon to follow. The sun had yet to fully pass the Scottish mountains that encircled the Hogwarts grounds, as such the sky was filled with a dark blue hue that barely illuminate his path to his intended destination, the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch.
The Quidditch Pitch wasn't somewhere that one would expect to find Antares Black. For one, it was a widely known fact (within Hogwarts) that Antares thought the sport was mind-numbingly boring and a complete waste of one's time, and secondly, it was 6:00 O'clock in the morning for merlin's sake. Yet unknown to the masses, the Quidditch pitch was one of his favorite places in the entire school (besides the beds of any willing witches that is).
It was on this large field of green grass and golden hoops that he was able to collect his thoughts and calm his mind, away from the prying eyes of his housemates. It was also a great place to undertake his rather intense exercise regime, which was the reason he was here now.
Taking off his heavy fur cloak and chucking it onto the frosted grass, Antares did some quick warm-up stretches before taking off at a brisk pace around the Quidditch Pitch.
Seeing as he was a pureblood wizard from a rich and distinguished family, one would think that he would see exercising as common and beneath him, yet this wasn't the case at all. In fact, Antares loved both exercising and eating healthily, knowing from experience that a strong and healthy body equaled even stronger magic.
Antares breathed heavily as his brisk jog turned into a fast-paced walk, his mind turning from focusing on his workout to more important matters. Matters concerning his regret about sleeping with the woman currently residing completely naked in his overly large, overly opulent king-size bed.
It wasn't the fact that he had slept with one of his best friends, he and Sophia had had a "Friends with Benefits" type of relationship since their 4th year. It was more to do with the fact that he hadn't told her about his Marriage Contract to Helena Greengrass before having sex with her, a fact that she most definitely would want to know.
But that wasn't that wasn't the only reason for his guilt. He was guiltier about the fact that he had basically cheated on his future wife.
He knew that he wasn't technically married to Helena for another few years, but that didn't mean he could just go around dishonoring her like he had just effectively done. It wasn't something a true gentleman would do, and he at least considered himself enough of a gentleman to uphold his side of their Marriage Contract.
He knew exactly why he hadn't told Sophia about the Marriage Contract before they had slept together last night, and he would shamelessly admit that it was for all the wrong reasons. He knew that it would have taken less than 5 minutes to explain his situation to her, which would have saved him from the slight guilt trip that he was currently experiencing.
Antares knew that deep down he was somewhat of a selfish person, and he also knew that if he had told her that he was contracted to marry Helena Greengrass after she had so boldly walked into his room wearing hardly anything at all, that she would more than likely just turn around and leave.
Finding out about his marriage contract to Helena Greengrass had put quite the damper on his summer activities, activities that he used to relax and recuperate after a long and stressful year.
Usually, these activities consisted of, reading old tomes on Archaic magic, practicing his wandwork, lounging on his family's private beach in France, partying with friends and occupying the beds of his various paramours.
Seeing as he had hardly got to do any of these things because of his ill-tempered state regarding the news of his Marriage Contract, it was a very tense and sexually frustrated Antares that had returned to Hogwarts for his sixth year of schooling. So when he had been gifted with an opportunity to take out some of these frustrations, he had given in to his more selfish instincts and not said anything to Sophia about his current situation.
Pushing these thoughts from his mind, Antares stepped up his pace until he was all but sprinting around the Quidditch Pitch. It was only when both his legs began to ache and his white workout shirt was covered in sweat, that he decided to make his way back inside and get ready for the day ahead.
Upon returning to the Slytherin common room, Antares was surprised to see that only 3 people (all of them first years by the looks of it) were currently awake and ready for classes. Casting a quick Tempus, he saw that it was only 7:00, meaning he had two hours before his classes started.
Passing his fellow housemates without a second glance, Antares made his way down the dimly lit hall to where his dorm room was located.
Opening his door and quietly closing it behind him, Antares was met with the very peculiar site of an empty bed.
At first, he thought that she had perhaps gone down to breakfast but then realized that breakfast wouldn't be served for at least another half hour. He then thought that perhaps she had decided to leave early in order to not be seen by any of their classmates, their intimate relationship being a highly guarded secret.
Both of his thoughts were quickly dismissed when he heard the unmistakable sound of running water coming from the direction of his bathroom.
Antares let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding in. For the briefest of moments he had thought that perhaps she had left, not wanting to deal with the sometimes awkward conversations that resulted after they had engaged in sexual activities.
Taking off his thick woolen cloak and throwing it onto his bed, Antares stripped down to the buff before walking over to the ensuite and opening the door. A thick mist of steam escaping the room as he did so.
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