"Break a leg, Black." I scoffed as I led my team down the pitch, passing yours.
"Thanks, Potter." You mumbled, confused.
My teammates and even yours laughed with me ─ laughed at your idiocy, your cluelessness.
"Literally." I whispered, flashing you a wink.
You weren't that stupid.
I knew.
You were hoping I had warmed up to you.
I had.
But I had an image to pertain.
The image of Levana Potter.
The image of the enemy.
So that was as close I could get to complimenting you ─ to telling you anything positive.
YOU ARE READING
NOTHING ─ r black.
FanfictionLevana Potter and Regulus Black; a story where nothing was ever fair.
