28

Wes

"There's something up with Will." Maggie stated coolly. I was shocked to say the least. Not only because she was talking about Will, but because she had just barged into my dorm and collapsed onto my bed like nothing was wrong with that. Even weirder was the fact that she looked perfectly put together, her uniform in place and her hair in perfect curls. If I wasn't sure that Maggie was a witch I would assume she was some other magical creature like a Veela or something.

"Excuse me?" I asked, putting down my camera. I was going over footage when she came in mostly because it was the most alone time I had had lately. The guys in my dorm tended to sleep in others beds but that was all I would allow myself to think about. There was only one guy left but he was fast asleep and probably wouldn't wake up soon due to the excessive amount of alcohol he drank.

"Will. He's suspicious. He's up to something." She replied in a casual voice like she was having a simple conversation and not accusing my boyfriend of whatever she thought he was doing. Maggie was always casual, that was what made her a good friend. You never had to worry about dramatics.

"What makes you think that?" So far, nothing "suspicious" had happened with Will. Everything was pretty perfect actually. Except for the thing at the Three Broomsticks but I didn't think it meant anything really.

"I was watching you at the Three Broomsticks. Something happened with him and the waitress girl. She looked horrified by him, like she recognized him or something."

"You were watching us?"

"Uh yeah, but anyway I've seen him around school sometimes too except I don't see him in normal places. Usually he's in those alcoves that are in the walls or sitting in the hallway looking distressed. I mean, he does go to class I've done my research but still, that's a little sketchy."

"Maggie, what the fuck."

Maggie frowned then. She pulled on one of her perfect curls thoughtfully and cocked her head sort of like a dog does. I felt anger boiling up in stomach and I knew it would burst with one wrong word.

"What?" She asked blankly.

"You can't do shit like that!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. "This is my relationship, you have no right to spy on me like that. It's creepy and rude and..." I could feel my face getting redder so I bit my tongue and looked away.

"It's wasn't my right until Will started getting suspicious. I have loads of clues that say that he's not who he says he is and I don't want you to get hurt, Wes. We talked about this."

"Yeah, I said I would tell you things, I didn't give you permission to stalk me!"

"Come on, how can you even trust him? He's too perfect and you know it. And what's with that accent, it's like a mix of something, Scottish I think-"

"Enough, Maggie."

"What do you even know about him? Where was he born? How old is he? Does he have parents? Does he even have friends?" Maggie asked in a rush like she had been listing the questions over and over again to herself for days.

"Shut up."

"I don't know anyone who even knows who he is! It's like he appeared out of nowhere and if that isn't wrong then I don't know what is. I don't trust him. You shouldn't either."

That's when I exploded. On the inside at least. The thing about anger was that when I was mad I would yell and argue until my face was like a tomato. When I was furious though? Sometimes you can't even tell. It's like I start running on my anger like it's gas and the only thing on my mind is the extreme measures I'll go to to prove I'm right. Maggie knows the look well.

"Wes." She said, looking slightly alarmed for the first time. I don't say a word. I don't think I can. I grit my teeth together before standing quietly and moving to the door. Maggie follows me, not bothering to keep her voice down.

I didn't even realize I had lost her until I was at the door of the Gryffindor common room with fire in my veins and a single purpose.