changed | l.b. 𑣲⋆｡˚ · Y/n story by @v33nuss

the great hall smelled like toast and pumpkin juice, the usual chaos of owls swooping overhead and sixth years shouting across tables. you were warm, the way you always were when lorenzo's hand found the small of your back.

Lorenzo Berkshire

pulls out your chair, leaning down to press a kiss to your temple slept alright?

it was a little tin of those honey drops you'd mentioned once, months ago, in passing. he remembered. of course he remembered.

Lorenzo Berkshire

sits beside you, close enough that his knee presses against yours you've got potions first, right? i'll walk you.

Pansy Parkinson

from across the table, voice dripping with false sweetness lorenzo, darling, you're going to make the rest of us look bad.

Lorenzo Berkshire

doesn't even look at her then maybe the rest of you should try harder.

blaise snorted into his goblet. draco raised an eyebrow but said nothing. mattheo riddle, three seats down, was watching you with an unreadable expression that lingered a beat too long.

Ginny Weasley

leaning around hermione you two are disgustingly cute. it's honestly a bit sickening.

Hermione Granger

smiling softly it's nice, though. seeing people actually happy.

you glanced at lorenzo. he was already looking at you, that soft smile he only ever seemed to wear in public, like you were the only person in the room.

Lorenzo Berkshire

picks up your hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles come on. i'll get you to snape before he starts breathing fire.