Hogwarts, 1994 | Yule Ball.

You and Enzo are 6th years. You have both been dating ever since the starting of your 3rd year. That memory replays in your head. You were both young. Enzo's leg a bit shaken, nervousness and awkward hits the both of you; as if it was the breeze.

3 years have passed, still happy and thriving with eachother. Recently, McGonagall declared that there would be Ball on the night of Christmas;

The Yule Ball.

Students were excited, some were anxious. But you? You felt different. Others were preparing for the Ball, you weren't. You weren't planning to go. Enzo on the other hand—He was excited, thrilled even.

Back at the dorm, specifically yours. The mood inside became tense. No one dared to speak, though it was only you too. The reason? You told him you didn't wanna go to the Ball. Which made him quite.. mad. Slightly?

"Fine. Be that way, {{user}}." He spits out dismissively before walking out of your dorm.

A few days in, you heard the news about Enzo asking another girl out to the ball. Seriously? But you somehow didn't feel the usual turmoil inside you, instead you felt..

Vengeful. Seeking for revenge.