𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ━━ D. Malfoy ( EDITING)

𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐢. 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

Thursday, December 20th,1996:

SLUGHORN'S CLASSROOM:

It was Slughorn's Christmas Party today and Artemis couldn't get rid of the uneasy feeling coursing through her veins.

She couldn't wait to be home. Only one more day, she kept telling herself.

Not many people could see her facade, however, she expected her fiance to be more aware of her state, yet, he seemed to be more self-serving over these last couple of weeks.

Whenever he wanted to talk, or rant, she would be there and then he would up and leave. To put things simply, she felt used, but did she vocalise her feelings? No.

He left once the tension in his body dissipated, leaving his fiance dateless and irritated.

Nevertheless, Artemis remained composed, put on her outfit, styled her hair, plastered on a smile and joined her cousin and entered the room.

A glass never left Blaise's hand, whereas Artemis was subtly stress-eating.

The bright lights and the colourful decor almost made them want to leave, it didn't help that the room was full of people they didn't care for, or bothered to look at.

"Draco keeping you busy then?" Blaise randomly asked, earning a confused look from his cousin.

"What?"

He sighed, then said, "Your neck."

"Merda," she cursed, her neutral expression faded and soon she appeared as irritated as she felt. I should've put makeup there.

Blaise pulled off his blazer and placed it on his shoulders, concealing the love bite on her neck.

His outfit worked better without it, wearing a black turtleneck ultimately drew more attention to him than before.

A few witches couldn't help but let their eyes linger on his toned build. Clearly, Quidditch performed wonders on his physique. He always looked healthy, but when the cotton material tightened around his arms, it made them all gasp.

"Thank you," Artemis mumbled as he pulled her hair from under the blazer.

Her silk press remained in perfect condition, due to the cold weather, thank Merlin.

Blaise was quick to change the subject, "I need something stronger than this." he said tiredly and placed down his glass of tongue-tying lemon squash.

"Same."

As they went on their quest to get something that would at least force them to stay awake, they bumped into one of the servers.

"Nevile?" Artemis appeared shocked as her eyes raked over his white attire, Blaise quickly took a few drinks from his tray and handed one to his cousin.

The Longbottom wizard wasn't in the slug club, surprisingly. Well, he was invited on the train ride to Hogwarts, but did not pass Slughorn's first test and was not invited again.

"A-artemis," Nevile stammered, he stared at her in shock, wow, "you look amazing." he couldn't help but gush at the Seramore witch.

Blaise snorted, "Don't let her fiancé hear you say that." he teased and the Gryffindor wizard gulped nervously.

"I heard about the engagement," Nevile added, gesturing to her ring, "congratulations."

"Thank you," she responded with a smile, surprised by his genuine tone.

"I have to go," Nevile motioned to the tray of drinks, "Have a nice night."

He hastily walked away, almost bumping into a few guests along the way.