Whenever she got sad, there was 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲.
And on the other hand, whenever he got sad, there was 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫.
Until they discovered something that only required both of them in the same room -- nothing else.
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 �...
"Fuck." Danielle groaned as she forced herself to get up from her bed. "I slept with my make up on." She looked at the mirror, her signature winged eyeliner and red lipstick scattered on her face. I laughed as she grimaced at the sight.
"You sleep like a log, you idiot." I recalled last night's events, watching her from the corner of my eye. I faced the ceiling with my back against the mattress, a faint smile on my lips.
"I know. And why does that matter?" She glanced at me, puzzled.
I smiled evilly as I stood up and walked to the bathroom to get ready for the first day of the fourth year.
"Clementia fucking Bass!" Not even a minute has passed before Danielle started screaming at me through the bathroom door. "Did you just bang your boyfriend in our dorm room while I was asleep?!"
Well, I guess she realized what I meant. Cedric and I usually spent most of our time together in his dorm room, since the person he shared it with was barely around. He just comes to the Slytherin dungeons to visit me quickly or to fetch me, because my lovely roommate does not like pda—even if we weren't in public.
"I did not!" I replied in between laughs while rinsing my hair.
"That's bloody disgusting!" She continued.
I finally finished washing up and walked out the bathroom to see a grumpy Danielle seated on her bed. Her eyebrows were knit together, blonde hair tossed around her head.
"I didn't have sex with him." I laughed as I walked past her, body wrapped in a towel. But it was true, Cedric and I weren't exactly fond of engaging in ... sexual activities. Considering how young we both are, and he really isn't the type of person to be fond of dirty things. So whenever we did, it wasn't anything too much, nothing past kissing and touching.
"What did you do with him then?" She asked as she stood up and grabbed her towel. "I refuse to believe that you and Diggory just talked."
"We kissed a bit. That's all."
"Still pretty disgusting." She sighed. "Were you able to talk him out of the Triwizard Tournament?"
"Nope," I headed to my cabinet to grab some clothes. "Kind of forgot about that last night."
"Still a bummer I can't join." She shook her head and went inside the bathroom. I put on my uniform and tidied myself up a bit, brushed my hair and applied a little bit of lip gloss.
After a few minutes, Danielle finished and did the same. We headed to common room to see the usual, just a pile of gits that believe they're intimidating and cool. I think they're all fools.
