"Wait, who said that?" Layla asks, looking around frantically.
"Are you hearing things?" Mattheo chuckles.
"What- I- I don't know?"
"You need help darling."
Layla rolls her eyes.
"And you need to shut up."
"Something bothering you?"
"Yeah, you Martinez. Can't believe I have to put up with sitting next to you for the rest of the year."
"And what great fun we'll have." He replies, placing his hand on her thigh.
Layla gasps slightly at the unexpected touch, looking down at his veiny hands, resting on her leg.
"You wear rings?" She asks nervously with a gulp.
He moves his hand away from her thigh and he starts to play with his sliver rings.
"Yes, I do."
"Nice." She gulps, her heart racing.
Why am I feeling like this?
"I have that effect on people."
"Oh my god. There the voice is again." Layla whispers out loud, holding her head.
"Are you high, Layla Lopez?" Mattheo asks, and she looks at him, tilting her head in confusion.
"Are you in my head right now?"
"Huh, how does that work?"
"I don't know... nevermind."
"So, for our next lesson, we will be practicing with the Amortentia potion. Can anyone tell me what it is?" The professor asks.
Layla's hand shoots up.
I need to make a good impression on this new professor.
"So do I."
Mattheo also shoots his hand up, and Layla turns to look at him, confused.
"Yes, Mr Martinez." The professor says, and Layla drops her hand down with a huff, a grin forming on Mattheo's face.
"Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in existence. It can cause a powerful infatuation or obsession from the drinker, towards the person they received it from. Although, I've never had to use it. The ladies usually come running to me." Mattheo shrugs, sending a wink to Layla.
"I'm sure they do." The professor scoffs, making the class giggle. "But yes, a love potion is what we'll be looking at next lesson."
Mattheo leans over towards Layla, whispering in her ear lowly, "That'll be fun. Don't you think?"
This sends a rush of goosebumps all over her, her cheeks burning red as her heart pounds even faster now. But she can't show any weakness in front of him.
She turns her head to look at him now, their faces millimetres apart, the tension prominent between the two of them.
"It won't be so fun for you. We all know you're incapable of love." She states, and his eyebrows raise, gazing at her intensely.
"What makes you think that? You barely know me."
"I know you more than you think." She replies, and he tilts his head in confusion.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I have a very great judgement of character. I can read someone, predict their whole life story, with one glance."
The fuck I can lol.
"I don't believe you." He smirks, before leaning back in his chair.
"Believe me, or believe me not. That's your problem."
"I can't believe you think so lowly of me." He whispers.
Why is his voice so soothing?
"Well I uh... yeah. I do. I do think very lowly of you." She stutters slightly, the nerves slowly taking over her.
"I can tell you're an optimist." He sighs, rolling his eyes.
"Expect disappointment, and you won't be disappointed. Or something like that." Layla states.
"Where's that from?"
"Oh just something a wise girl once said." She shrugs.
"You're weird."
"You're weirder." She rolls her eyes.
"Mr Martinez and Miss Lopez! Please, stay quiet!" The professor hisses.
"Yeah Mattheo and Layla, don't get too comfortable at the back there." Theodore winks, and Layla pretends to gag in disgust.
"I'd rather die, Theodore." Layla replies.
"For Merlin's sake, quiet!"
***
"Quick girls! We need to get ready!" Pansy exclaims excitedly, as Layla, Astoria, Luna and her hurry around in the dorm, carrying dresses around and rushing to get ready for the party.
"Right, come to me for makeup, and Astoria for hair." Pansy tells Layla and Luna, and they look at them in awe.
"You guys are so talented."
Once the girls are finally glammed up with their makeup and hair, they slip into their dresses. Layla's choice being black dress with a high slit on the side of her leg:
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Astoria wears a short rosey pink mini dress, Pansy in a strapless emerald green dress and Luna wearing a floral lavender dress, all four of them, including Layla, looking stunning.
"Right! Now that we all look hot, we better get going to the party. It's nearly midnight already." Astoria says.
"Uh, you guys go. I'll be there in about five minutes. I just need to do something." Layla tells them.
"Okay, sure." Pansy says, and so Pansy, Astoria and Luna head off to the party, leaving Layla.
I have to prepare myself for the plan. This better fucking work. Now it's all about the execution of it. I'm a one woman team, so it'll be difficult, but if I pick them off one by one, I can take the whole team down, without any suspicions.
This is my only way to get the information I need, and to get my revenge. I just have to have patience, and be alert. So that means, no drinking tonight.
Layla slips her wand and knives into her small black purse, as well as a taser - a muggle technology she came across.
She also slips on some of her sharpest rings, making her punches even more brutal and dangerous.
This should be enough. Half the boys are dopey anyway - well it seems like Lorenzo mostly. He's out of it most of the time.
Now, I've got to pray that everything goes according to plan, otherwise,
