𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝔂 𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓶𝔂 - 𝓜 • 𝓡

006

I shut the door after leaving, not realising someone was following. I walked over to the bar ordering a vodka sprite and 4 more shots. "Woah there. Easy" I heard the deep monotone voice from behind me. "Don't speak to me as if I'm some horse riddle" I spat back. "Well, I guess you do a have big eyes and a weird head" I pushed his shoulder, "shove off" I tried refraining from letting the smile creep onto my face.

He laughed too as he sat down beside me. I grabbed my vape from my bra and took a hit as the hufflepuff arrived with with my drinks. "Thanks handsome" I winked as the boy shook his head with a smile. "Ain't you a bit young, gorgeous" he said back as he began wiping down the table. "Yet you still complimented me back? And age ain't nothing but a number" I winked as I downed the shots, 1 by 1. "Alright" he said as he pulled out a mini notepad and wrote something down with the pen he had in his front shirt pocket.

He handed me the paper with a wink before going over to a group of boys who couldn't stop laughing over something. I grabbed the paper and left it in my hand as I began to drink my vodka. I turned my head after forgetting about the curly haired brunette momentarily. "You're still here?" I asked as I rolled my eyes. "You have a serious problem with eye rolling. You know that right?" He said with a clenched jaw as he tried to play it off with a smirk. "Alright well I'm going bac-" I was then cut off by Oliver wood. "Wood! Didn't think I'd see you here!" I said as I hugged him. He was shocked at first but soon leaned into the hug.

"Didn't think I'd see you here either. Can't believe you're potters sister, and a slytherin at that" he smiled but he didn't seem rude or judgy like the others. "Potters sister I am, and slytherins aren't that bad." I looked into the crowd of people dancing before my eyes landed on Adrian Pucey. The slytherin seventh year, and a major twat. "Maybe besides him" I laughed as I pointed at Adrian while Oliver began scanning the crowd to see where I pointed. "Oh absolutely" Oliver laughed along with me after watching Adrian trying to chug a small cup of god knows what and choke not even halfway.

I watched Oliver open his mouth to speak before being cut off by the obnoxious boy sat beside me. "Okay guess we gotta go now. Others are waiting" he said before gripping my arm softly and pulling me outside the room the others were in. "What the fuck was that for? A-" before I even finished mattheo cut me off. "Yes yes I know. Oliver yada yada yada" he mocked. God this boy had nerve. "God you're an absolute twat" I tutted as I rolled my eyes pulling my arm from his grip. "What? do you just throw yourself at any boy?" Mother fucker. He did not.

"Are you implying that I'm a slut?" I shouted back. "I don't know it surely seems you are" he said with a shrug as my fist connected with his face. "Fucking asshole" I spat back as Fred ran up to me. "What the fuck!" Mattheo shouted back and he grew enraged. Soon the door from beside us opened probably hearing our shouting. "Then watch your fucking mouth cunt!" I screamed. As I stormed off to the stairs. I heard footsteps follow after me and I was not ready for a lecture for something that wasn't even my fault. "What the fuck happened?" Blaise asked as walked beside me.

There's no way I'm about to cry right now. The party continued as not many people saw what happened. They were either not paying attention, too drunk to notice, making out, or blacked out. I just shook my head not wanting to speak Incase my voice broke. My bottom lip trembled while my eyes tried staying open so no tears dropped. Blaise must've realised I was upset since he softly grabbed me pulling me to a stop at the top of the stairs. He looked at my glossy eyes as his face dropped. "Oh Vienna" he just whispered as he pulled me into a warm comforting hug. One hand made its way to the back of my head as the other wrapped around my waist.

My head just nuzzled into his shoulder and my arms wrapped loosely around his neck. "Come let's go to my dorm and talk about it" he said, breaking the hug and interlocking our fingers before walking towards his dorm. Once we made our way in I just sat on the first bed I saw and began crying. I didn't usually cry about these types of things but that's exactly what my ex boyfriend used to call me. It's exactly how he would say it. At every chance he got. He was an abusive, alcoholic, cheating, manipulative, asshole. He never let me live my life. It just brought back horrible memories.

Blaise sat on the bed beside me as he pulled me to lay on him. "Shh, it's okay. It's okay" he softly mumbled as my cries muffled into his chest and his arms wrapped around my middle. "What happened?" He asked as I stopped crying aloud and it was only my small hiccups and tears that continued. "I- I don't even know. One moment I was sitting at the bar and next I was outside the room arguing with him. He pulled me over to the door and implied that I was a slut. I got mad and.." I stopped speaking as the horror doomed on me. I punched my bosses son. The dark lords son. I'm so fucking screwed.

"What did you do?" Blaise asked but it wasn't in a lecture kinda way more of a 'you can talk to me' way. "I punched him" and blaise softly began laughing at it. He quickly covered his mouth as I sat up fast. "It wasn't funny!" I said shocked that he could be laughing at a situation like this. "None of its funny..." he stopped laughing for a second. "But you punching mattheo is" he began cackling as he rolled around on the bed. Without thinking I softly laughed too. And then began cackling with him. Blaise then fell onto the floor making us only laugh harder.

After a while he ended up climbing into the bed and we shared the bed, falling asleep, since I told him mattheo and i share a dorm. He promised me not to tell anyone about me crying.