You and Lorenzo were sitting in your dorm, doing homework. Enzo’s friends invited him to the Gryffindor party tonight, but it seemed like he turned them down.

You were seated on your bed, your books sprawled out around you as you worked on your potions homework. Enzo was seated at your desk working on his homework. You smiled softly at how concentrated he was on his homework. A few strands of his brown hair dangling over his forehead and in front of his eyes.