A/n: Oh btw, no the dance isn't actually on Valentine's day, valentines day is the upcoming Tuesday for them bc I feel like it ;)
Also a little note: Bella is mad at Enzo for going around telling everybody to keep her safe but she can handle herself. Its also bc he's lying to everyone about them and yeah... You may think shes overreacting and maybe she is, its honestly just fun to write dramatic scenes.
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Bella's Pov- *Next day*
I stand up, heading outside around 5:00PM when I'm stopped by fucking snape.
"Yes Professor?" I ask him.
"You are almost failing my class yet again Miss Potter." He scowls.
"... And I care because...?" I ask him rudely.
"What would you like your profession to be when you get older?" He asks.
"Not sure." I say.
"Well, unless you want to go back and time and be the stupid house Wife that cooks, cleans and sends kids off to school and sit there and look pretty, I suggest you make an effort to pass my class so you cam get a real job."
"Oh yeah?" I scoff,"How am I supposed to do that? You won't grade any papers I give you because you say they are an hour over due."
"Because they are..." he seethes.
"Then what do you expect me to do!?" I yell at him, throwing my hands up into the air.
He looks at me then at he library feet away from us. He turns back to me with the most blank expression and gestures towards the library.
"Maybe instead of hanging out with your so called friends you can finish your missing assignments and I'll give you full points for it." He says.
"I'm good professor, thanks" I say turning on my heel to walk outside.
"It wasn't a question." He scowls, walking away for some reason trusting I'd listen.
And I do.
I walk into the library and go straight to the pieces of parchment in the back.
I pick up 2 sheets since I only needed 2 essays to complete which I knew would take me f.o.r.e.v.e.r.
After about an hour and a half I finished the first essay and I'm half way through the second until someone walks up to me.
"Hey." Harry says as he sits in front of me.
"Hi.." I say confused since we barely talk to each other at school since we have such different friends.
"How have you been?" He asks out of breath.
"Fine... Harry are you alright?" I ask him.
"Yeah uhm, I just need to tell you something." He says, "Please stop doing this to yourself Bella."
"What are you talking about?" I laugh.
"Bella..." He says,"I think you should take time alone to just... Get to know yourself."
"Okay, Harry?" I ask,"What the fuck are you talking about "
"Lorenzo told me you two were dating and I just-" he begins.
"What?!" I ask since we are not dating and it seems as if he tells everyone we are.
"Bella." He says trying to get to the point, " He told me about how you keep talking about how nothing matters because your going to die anyways and-"
"Does he just go around talking about me to everyone I know?!" I say, angrily standing up and walking out of the library.
"Bella!" He chases after me,"Join the DA and you won't have to worry about that! "
He yells to me as I'm already walking out the doors, not giving a fuck about what he was saying.
I storm over to an area surrounded by trees where all the Slytherins were.
"Lorenzo Berkshire!" I yell at him furiously, causing a few people to glance over at him.
"Oh shit." Blaise says laughing,"good luck mate, you'll need it."
Lorenzo laughs at Blaise's comment and walks up to me with a bright smile.
"Yeah?" He asks me with a wide smile as if he didn't know he pissed me off.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I yell at him.
"What do you mean?" He asks.
"First you go around telling nearly the entire school we're dating, then you tell Mattheo to keep me safe and now your going around telling Harry everything I fucking say?!" I yell.
"Well I-" he begins.
"Things I tell you should fucking stay with you. You shouldn't go around telling my fucking brother things I say." I seethe,"And stop telling everyone we're fucking dating!"
"Oh, so you don't like me then?" He says lifting my chin up with his index finger so my eyes meet his.
I stare into his eyes as he inches closer and so do I until I pull away and sigh in annoyance that I can't be mad at him.
"Your fucking annoying Enzo." I say rolling my eyes at him,"You can't just-"
"Its fine Bella," he sighs,"It isn't as deep as you think it is. Just stop overreacting and just enjoy life in the moment. Its not anything worth crying over."
"Well I didn't want him knowing that I don't want to fight alongside him you bastard!" I say,"And just because you say its not crying over doesn't mean someone doesn't think differently!"
"Okay but all I'm saying is to calm down Bella." He says, "And I only asked Mattheo to keep you safe because-"
"I can keep myself safe!" I yell, walking away to the rest of our friend group as I do so,"I thought you, of all people, would know that."
I walk over to the others who were already questioning me about what happened.
"Fucking Enzo." I mumble, grabbing Mattheo's hand to drag him somewhere where the entire group couldn't hear us.
"What's wrong?" He asks me as I let go of his hand and turn around to face him.
"What exactly did Enzo tell you?" I ask him hastily.
"He just said he wanted me to keep you safe. Its alright Bella, calm down, I'll keep you safe of course but-"
"Don't tell me to calm the fuck down!" I yell, "You guys can't just tell me to calm down and say I'm too sensitive and-"
"Hey," he says putting a Hand on my shoulder,"You're not too sensitive and you're not overreacting. If it bothers you, it bothers you."
"Thanks Mattheo." I smile,"But please, if Enzo tells you anything he says I told him, please tell him to respectively 'shut the fuck up'."
"Whatever you want darling." He smiles to me.
I am about to turn away when I stop myself,
"Oh by the way Mattheo, tell Enzo I told you not to keep me safe anymore." I say turning away.
"Of course." I hear him mutter.
Mattheo's pov-
I stand in my spot for a moment until deciding to go to the black lake while Bella and the others leave to go get ready for the party.
I sit by the black lake and grab a cigarette and lighter from my pocket.
I held the cigarette as I lit it with the lighter, smoking the cigarette as I stare into nothingness.