Hiraeth| Lorenzo Berkshire

death eater

A.N.- Okay, so I'm going to clear up some things that I have recently changed about this story. First of all, Enzo and Arianna are NOT related, we're friends that simply grew up with each other, no incest. Second of all, I'm actually Mexican irl lol, and so I added that I'm Hispanic in this story, I don't know why I didn't add it before but, I just added it. In this story, my mom is a Mexican Pureblood, so it'll be harder for me to be connected blood-wise with Lorenzo, and my dad is British, so I'll be Hispanic in this story, which opens a lot of new cute moments that can happen with Enzo and I so get ready.

We all just got done swimming in Draco's indoor pool, and we're all walking back to the kitchen, Enzo is holding me close, since I get cold very easily.

"Merlin's beard!" Narcissa yelled, "You all are dripping on the ground! Run up stairs and get cleaned up now!" She sternly exclaimed.

"Sorry mum," Enzo blurted and he let me go to run up the stairs. Onyx, Draco, Lucille and I quickly started waddling up the stairs until Narcissa blurted, "Lucille, could you stay here for a second?"

Draco, Lucille, and I stopped walking, Onyx continued to go into her guest room.

"What do you need for her?" He snapped. I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down a bit.

"Draco, just go get cleaned up. You're dripping on my bloody floors. I'm just going to have her help me with something around the kitchen, is all." Narcissa calmly replied.

Lucille gave him a look reassuring him that she'll be fine, "Go Draco, I'll be fine."

"Come on Draco," I said lowly while pulling his arm, motioning to leave.

He huffed, and left with me. We went into his room, and I sat in a chair as he got cleaned up.

"When did you tell her?" I say blankly as he takes off his shirt and harshly tosses it into his hamper.

"Tell who, what?"

"When did you tell Lucille you were a death eater?" I respond.

He looks at me for a second then goes to his dresser to grab a shirt.

"Maybe a month ago." He mumbles.

"And you never cared to tell me?!" I raise my voice, and storm towards him, and he backs away quickly "I-I didn't mean to yell it's just, the more people who know the more danger we're in."

"Well, you can tell Lorenzo, why can't I tell Lucille?" He spat.

"Because she's a fucking mudblood Draco, Lorenzo isn't!" I yell, I can see him tense up, he cares a lot about her, but I do too. "Did you tell her about me...being a death eater?" I ask.

"Yes, I just said you had no choice, I also said that we would be safe." He mutters, and I look at him, "You said what?!"

"We will be!"

"No we fucking won't, my dad is a psychopath, one of us is destined to die!" I exclaim, clearly frustrated. I sit down on his bed and look at the floor. He sighs and walks over, and sits next to me.

He puts his arm around my shoulder and I put my head on his left shoulder.

"We'll be okay." He whispers.

....

I was asleep in Enzo's room, I've never felt comfortable being in my guest room.

Narcissa had just woke me up and informed me that Lucius and death eaters were here for a meeting with Draco and I.