My Darling |Emma Watson x fem oc|

「 ✦ You are my home ✦ 」

"Put this on, Bia," Rupert told Bianca, handing her a blindfold. The younger girl looked at him as if he had gone mad. Nevertheless, the boy seemed serious, encouraging her to wear the mask.

"Are you kidding, Rup?" She asked in disbelief. "Why would I need to put that on if we're going out tonight?"

Bianca, Rupert, and Florence were supposed to meet Dan, Emma, Bonnie Tom, and Evanna at a fancy restaurant to celebrate the wrapping of the Harry Potter reunion.

Florence and Rupert exchanged a look of understanding, and then the brunette added: "Don't ask me why, but our weird friends have very strange traditions when it comes to celebrating. They make blindfold the youngest one because they don't want to spoil the surprise to you before you can actually see it."

Bianca took the blindfold still not very persuaded. She brought her hand to her head, tapping her index finger on her left temple as she gazed at the redhead.

"Wait, I'm not used anymore to interpret your italian gestures," Rupert replied, fixing his tie out of frustration. "What does it mean?"

"That you're mental," Bianca responded with a smile. "But if that's a tradition, who am I not to follow it?"

She unwillingly wore it, making Rupert let out a sigh of relief. He and Florence high-fived trying not to produce any sound not to make Bianca more suspicious than she already was.

"This surprise better be the best I've ever had in my life, Rupert," the younger girl threatened him as he helped her to walk to avoid that she ripped her magnificent light blue dress. She hated not being able to see. It made her feel vulnerable.

Florence opened the door of their house for them, turning off the lights with a hint of melancholy. Bianca had begun to pack her things to move in with Emma; therefore, it got closer and closer the moment in which they wouldn't be living under the same roof after so many years. She couldn't be happier for her friend, and she knew that one day even she and Lorenzo would maybe buy a house together, but there will always be a small part inside of her that will miss living with her best friend.

She and Bianca were like family to each other. They grew up together, sharing a bond that very few people ever had. They were, and are, the most unexpected friendship anyone saw due to their extremely different characters, but perhaps it was this deep difference that made them so iconic together.

Now, it was time to start a new chapter of their lifes, and despite the bittersweet taste Florence was feeling, she would support always Bianca, wishing for her all the happiness this world could give her.

Memories of the time they spent as roommates flashed through Florence's mind. The infinite amount of time they watched the Harry Potter films to cure Bianca's little heart, the jokes about Bianca's horrible cooking, the time that made them go from kids to be young women.

"I personally think you will like it a lot," the brunette said as she carefully closed the door of the house.

"Do you know what it is?" The younger girl curiously asked. Rupert had climbed into the driver's seat while Florence sat next to him to choose the music.

"Yes, she does," Rupert answered, glancing at the rear-view mirror, "but she won't say a word."

"Rude," Bianca pouted, making them chuckle.

"Oh, come on, you will soon discover what we have prepared for you," Florence sweetly told Bianca, selecting How you get the girl by Taylor Swift. "Emma chose it."

Hearing her girlfriend's name made her perk up. "Did she? Then I'll love it."

"Flo, did you perhaps play this song for me?" Rupert sniggered, stopping at a traffic light.