being a seventh year in Hogwarts was hard, as it was now time to study for your NEWT’s. you had recently turned eighteen, yet you were still expected to study like a machine.

as you sat in the library, you felt a presence behind you. you turned around to see lorenzo berkshire, pretending to look through the shelves.

you knew enzo from two years below you, in fifth year. he was sixteen, and he also had a crush on you.