𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃; ʜᴘ (𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃)

𝟏𝟏𝟓; ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏᴀᴛᴇᴅ sᴛʀᴀᴡʙᴇʀʀɪᴇs

ALL EYES WERE ON HIM.

"Ophiuchus Hesperos Lestrange, what the fuck did you just say to me?" Ophelia demanded.

Ophelia was taken aback by the sudden outburst from Ophiuchus. She had always believed that he despised her, and now she was confronted with a truth she could not comprehend. As she looked into his eyes, she saw a burning passion that she had never witnessed before.

"What do you mean?" Ophelia asked, her voice trembling. "Why have you been protecting me all this time?"

"I said that— I care about you!" Ophiuchus yelled again, his voice echoing throughout the hall. "I don't know why, but I can't stop thinking about you. You've been in my mind since the very first day, and I can't shake you off."

Ophelia was stunned.

She had never imagined that Ophiuchus could feel this way about her. She had always seen him as a cold and distant person, someone who was always ready to put her down. But now, as she looked at him, she saw a different side, a side that she had never seen before.

"I don't understand." She said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I didn't know how to!" Ophiuchus exclaimed.

Ophelia felt her heart racing as she listened to Ophiuchus's words. She had never felt this way before, and she didn't know how to react. Yet as she looked into his eyes, she saw a vulnerability that she had never witnessed before. She knew that he was being honest with her, and she couldn't ignore the feelings that were stirring inside of her

He stood in front of her, his face contorted with anger and frustration, his words cutting through her heart like a thousand knives.

"I hate you." He spat at her his voice filled with cold venom. "You've ruined me. You've taken control of my mind. What is next? You want my heart? My soul? Go ahead, take them. Take everything I have!"

Ophelia felt her heart sink as she heard his words. She had never imagined that she had this kind of power over him.

"It is unethical on how much control over me you have." He continued, his voice rising with each word. "Control I didn't even know was there until recently! Before everything I've done has been for myself, but now? It is for you! My world seems to revolve around you. I hate that it does, I hate that I care about you more than I do for anything or anyone else!"

Ophelia inhaled a sharp breath as his words hit her like a ton of bricks. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She saw a different side, a side that she had never seen before, or anyone for that matter actually.

"I didn't know. I didn't know that I had this kind of power over you." Her gaze met his.

"Well you do." Ophiuchus said, his voice softer now. "You have no idea how much you affect me. I can't stop thinking about you, even when I try. It's like you have taken control of my mind, and I can't shake you off. I hate that I care about you more than anything else in this world."

Ophelia felt a tear roll down her cheek as she heard his words. She had never imagined that he could feel this way about her.

"I'm sorry." Ophelia told him, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't know. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's not your fault." He said, his voice soft and gentle. "It's just how I feel. I can't help it."

As they stood there, looking into each other's eyes, they both knew that their relationship had changed forever. They had gone from enemies to something more, something that they both knew they couldn't ignore.