Since Allie brewed Amortentia in her potions class the girl changed, for best, like she was used to think of herself, the brunette always saw falling in love with someone as a weakness, so she did her best to not let someone approach her in that way, it was just sex or nothing at all. And she prefered that way, she had her brother, her step family, her friends, and casually hook up with someone, she wasn’t ready to what would come, or whom would come. Her friendship with Louis started to blossom in a way she would never believe if she were told months ago, she would laugh and say the person was crazy, but now she’s the one thinking she have gone bonkers. The slytherin had stopped to drink bitter coffes because Louis would always come up with hot chocolate, she stopped to snap — or at least as much as she did before. 

And as the days went by the two of them had spent a great amount of time together, of course this was due Juliet leaving the school for a while… Juliet, she could feel a vein in her forehead throbbing just by the thought of Louis spending his precious time with that blonde, she sighed heavily as she realized she put the carrot in the snowman with too much strenght, this was getting under her skin, taking a few steps back she scrutinized her work while the veela boy was doing his own snowman. “So what do you think? I must admit I’m not good at this, Max is always there to help me to build a snowman.” She rambled almost as if she was apologizing for her work, waiting for his reply Allison kept looking at him, almost locked in a haze with his face, she shook her head looking away, curse him and his veela blood making me feel dizzy, she thought to herself.

This past week has been hectic to say the least, the prefects rounds had been modified and every one of them had been running around with a bunch of others students. Victoire felt she couldn’t even breath properly without someone there watching here.

At the same time she was glad to be able to help people and of course Teddy didn’t have time to ask her what happened at the ball, she knew that this time he’d confront her about everything, and she didn’t feel ready for it, something was telling her she would never be.

The girl headed to the lake, she knew she shouldn’t be there, but she missed her home and the scent of saltwater, the Black Lake was the closest she could get from Shell Cottage. She couldn’t imagine being anywhere else but there. The girl sighed heavily as she remembered her childhood with Teddy, how the way she felt about him was always different from the others, and if she was honest with herself she had fell in love with him the first time he ever dressed as prince Philip only to match his costume with hers, lost in her thoughts she didn’t hear someone approaching.

“Celui qui s’oriente sur l’étoile ne se retourne pas.”

          It felt like he didn’t sleep the last night– which is probably true . At least, he hadn’t slept well and that was the important thing. If James was honest with himself would admit how nervous he is since Mia accepted to “hang out” with him. Although anxiety made its way towards him he was physically incapable to hold back a smirk the whole week. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt that way,— maybe be he never felt that way before. 

          Sending an owl to her he decided it was best is they met in Hogsmeade instead of actually going together, that way he had more time to compose himself. That was so new, the feeling of ecstasy rushing through his veins, James spent the whole afternoon exceedingly looking at the clock as if somehow he could make the time goes faster. 

           Deciding it was time to start walking James grabbed one of his leather jackets in case she forgets hers and felt cold, he laughed at himself with this last thought, shaking his head to clear his mind he apparated in Hogsmeade. He was relieved he was the first to arrive there he took his time to notice the changes the little town took. Instead of reading the name of the town in the sign it read “Halloween Town”. 

           Hogsmeade looked like a work Tim Burton ; the little thatched cottages and shops were all covered in fog, with fake bats hanging from the balconies, enchanted candles floating around, carved pumpkins everywhere. But that was all he could see since he spotted with the corner os his eyes a female silhouette making her direction towards him. Opening a big smile James leaned his head to one side. “Hello.”

Rose sighed as she started to tap her foot on the leg of the table in front of her. She honestly couldn’t believe that Hugo was late, it was something that he had asked her to do and he was late. Her eyes flickered towards the massive door of the library to the left of her and sighed once more, putting her hands through her hair and lent her hand on the side of her head. 

She slid the book in front of her, moving it closer towards her flicking through it as she waited. Finally, Rose saw the familiar red hair of her brother coming closer towards her. “Where have you been?”  Rose asked, turning her head to stare up at him.