(A/N): Hey Guys! So, this is the last of the prewritten chapters, so it'll be a little bit longer before the next one.
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Elaine
After a quick pit stop at the Gryffindor boys dormitory, Leo and I headed outside, broom in hand.
I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering as the freezing cold wind blew past me, but Leo made no move to do anything about it.
"I thought I already knew how to fly?" Leo rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, you do, but now you need to learn how to fly well." I glared at him, but he simply lifted me onto the broom in front of him.
"Shouldn't I be alone?" I asked pointedly, but he scoffed.
"It's like, two degrees out here, you think I'm going to let you freeze to death?" I tried to ignore it as he wrapped both arms around my waist, pulling my back flush with his chest.
"But I still get to fly?" He rested his chin on my shoulder, nodding.
I glanced around, trying to delay it for a few second, but he saw right through me.
"The longer you stay out here, the longer you have to put up with this." He teased, drumming his fingers against my sides.
"Shut up." I muttered, before carefully kicking off.
"Careful." He reminded me, and I snorted, still angry with him.
"Why? Scared you'll fall?" He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Even if, miraculously, I wasn't able to hold on, I still doubt the fall would kill me." I furrowed my eyebrows, and he chuckled quietly. "Are you really that set on hating me?" Even though he was still smiling, I knew he was one hundred percent serious, and I sighed.
"I don't hate you Leo." I still felt his eyes on me as we drifted in a slow circle.
"I'm sorry I hurt you Elaine." He moved to place a kiss on my cheek, but I turned my head to reply, and his lips pressed against mine. "I'm sorry..." He said, pulling away almost instantly. "I... I'll be more careful next time." I nodded dumbly.
"'s okay." I mumbled, my eyes still fixed on his plump, pink lips.
"Take us down." I forced myself to pay attention, landing the broom none too gently.
"Why?" I asked as he removed his arms from around me, leaving me completely exposed to the chilly wind. "Leo!" I yelled as he started to walk away and he froze. "Why?" I asked more gently, and he turned, avoiding my gaze.
"Because I can't pretend that didn't just happen, again." I frowned, though my lips still tingled with the feel of his being against them.
"Then don't." His eyes met mine, and I saw the pain in them.
"Damsel, you know I can't." I smiled sadly, nodding.
"Brooke." He looked shocked.
"No, not Brooke. You." I took a step back feeling a sob rising in the back of my throat.
"Me?" I whispered, and he fixed me with those beautifully sorrowful eyes.
"You know the closer I get to someone, the closer they get to having to pick out a burial plot." He paused for a second, stepping closer to take my hand in his. "I can't lose you Ghislaine. I just can't." He released me, taking a few steps back.
"I'm sorry." He said, before disappearing from my sight.
(A/N): So, what did you think?
Sometimes, Leo gets very melodramatic. You know... on the days where the earth revolves around the sun.
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