Reputation - Henelope.

Penélope Park PoV.

The most common way to meet someone was usually unexpected encounters, random conversations with people you may or may not have seen before. However, the shape we were using was a little more fun.

- Favorite food?

- Lasagna - I said it because of the potion. - Is that you. - Hope lets out a smile before answering too.

- beignet. - Hope says. I look confused at her. - It's a sweet.

- Favourite music? - I asked.

- Complicated. - The redhead reveals.

- Seriously? Are you the type who listens to Avril Lavigne?

- Shut up, that song should be in a museum. - Hope defends. - And yours?

- Endgame.

- Do you like Alison Swift and think it's bad that I hear Avril? - Hope shakes her head, disappointed.

- I don't know it was bad, I was just surprised, you look like someone who listens to sweet Indie.

- In that troubled head of yours ... I mean, who doesn't listen sometimes? - Hope shrugs, I keep laughing at your taste in music. - Favorite movie? - Hope changes the subject.

- Fear Island. Leonardo DiCaprio.

- I had the biggest crush on him. If I had been born earlier. - Hope gives a naughty smile.

- Normally I would criticize you for being a man, but DiCaprio even me. - I joked. It had a hint of truth, it was no accident to love Titanic so much.

- So, are you a lesbian?

- I'm anti-men - I said seriously. - Just kidding, I am.

- I had already deduced, after all you can't help but get into a pretty girl's skirt, but I never saw you with any boy. - Hope commented making a bad face in the middle of the sentence.

- That's not true, the last time I had sex with you was you, weeks ago, Davies was impulse. - I did. Hope started to approach me, it was amazing how her contact gave me unbelievable gay panic. Normally I was confident and sure of everything, the only time something got out of hand was Josie, and I managed to screw it up.

- Was the last person you had sex with me? What about your reputation as the girl who spent most of the time with students at this school? - Hope pokes.

- Not quite, I do not stay with everyone I flirt with. Okay, I've gotten a lot of people, but my moves tend to be more casual, like Taylor. - I explained offended to you by the bad part of my reputation.

- Do you still stay? - Hope asks like someone who wants nothing.

- It ended two months after it started, the sex was good, but I also like that, sitting on my bed and talking. - I continued. - And ended up becoming friendship, I don't see her like that, I prefer to see few people like that now.

- I would love to put the whole potion in your drink, it was just a few drops, you may be lying to me now.

- You will never know. - Smile.

- If I stayed with you, you know, for real, I would be jealous of Taylor. Hope admitted, getting closer.

- That would be toxic, she is my best friend, you and me, it will never happen. - I said causing a laugh in the redhead, which confused me.

- You wouldn't believe my seduction skills. - The redhead tossed all her hair to one side, making a sexy face, it was as if a button had been turned on.

- I already saw. - I brought my face closer to hers. - The biggest one is for sure you are on all fours, and look, it works.

I get up from the bed. My body was stressed even though my mind was already quieted. - I'm going outside, are you coming?

- It's very rude of you to change the subject so, second, aren't you worried if they see us? And third, it is very cold outside.

- It is not the type of subject that we should talk about now, I will distribute some obiliates to those who see us, you will only freeze if it is like this without clothes. the other side while Hope spoke.

- I was comfortable, you asshole. - Hope gets up putting on her cloak. - Can I get your scarf?

- You know I don't like you, don't you? - I asked. The redhead ignores taking my green and silver scarf and wrapping it around her neck.

- No, you hate the Mikaelson that you created in your head, and that makes me be the times, now I, Hope, you love it. - Hope walks around the bed stopping at the door.

I kept quiet, tried to open the door, but Hope locked the door, and wouldn't let me get to the handle.

- Takes on. Hope crosses her arms. - Do you always run away from what you feel that way? - I got a little more irritated with Mikaelson. Going against it.

- Let's make one thing clear, whatever we are doing having this conversation or whatever, it doesn't change my feelings, I hate you. As an answer Hope puts her hand on the back of my neck, pulling me boldly towards her.

- If you hate me so much, I don't think you'll have a hard time not kissing me now. - The witch says rubbing her lips on mine. - Get me out of here, or kiss me.

The panic was still there, it still washed over me, I wanted it and it suffocated me. I liked that, the witch who could look like a candy and in seconds become the one that was almost pious r me.

I let myself go, putting my hand on Hope's waist, and finally kissing her, for the second time that day, in something more delicate, but this time, that changed quickly. My hand no longer wanted to just stand there, it started to go lower and lower.

- You have audacity, I like that, but next time, I throw you out. - I spoke in a serious tone.

- There will be an interesting next time. - He observed the redhead. I rolled my eyes as I left the room.

We were walking away from the caatelo even if I wanted to stay there and make fun of some grouchy professor, or talk to Caroline. The forest was dangerous inland, full of hostile creatures, and it didn't matter a bit, the more steps I took into the forest the more the sounds of centaurs running were heard.

- Why exactly are we here? - Hope asks, tired of walking, the school had a lot of land.

- When I get stressed, this in bad cases, I prefer not to throw a crucio at whoever irritates me, so I come, I lean against a tree, like now - I do. - And I smoke.

- And passes?

- The smoke comes in and the anger comes out. I pulled a red Marlboro box out of my coat pocket, putting one in my mouth right there, and offering it to Hope.

- I already smoked a few times, of course my mother would pull my lungs out with her own hands if she knew, I was careful, in the end it wasn't even worth it. Hope leaned against the front tree, watching my movements to light the cigarette with her wand, then slapping her hand in the wind against the slightly stinky smoke.

I pulled on the cigarette with some force even after more than one summer without needing it, the smoke burning inside also brought a feeling of relief, as if my shoulders were more relaxed, my head lighter. The smoke took part of my health and demons with it.

- You must not think about the taste that it will leave in your mouth, you just pull, feel it relaxing your body.

- For that I use sex. - He countered by disturbing me.

- Come here. - I called. Hope looks at me as if it is very strange, I was not wrong, I nodded and called her with my hand. Hope leaned against the same tree as me. - I have a candy here, no matter how fresh it is, it can be more pleasurable for you.

That cigarette was unique, I had a chance to smuggle that box into the school for more delicate cases, and this was my prize, surviving the last three years at Hogwarts, the last of that brand I smoked had been in a family fight that had with dad.

Hope manages to light up on her own after my instruction, the hiccup was part of the rite of passage, I kept on treating my own, feeling a little better every time. Still, I would need another box to put my head in place.

The most unreal situation was before my eyes, and I had directly contributed to it happening. I didn't hate Hope, I hated the image I had of her, because she was always right. I watch your face for a while.

- What's it? - Asked realizing this notion subtle.

- Nothing. I took a deeper drag, feeling my throat sting.

Hope tries to be silent, fails miserably.

- What is the next step? Do you change because everyone is coming back from hogsmeade?

- I will be what I am. Facing that in a perfect world, I would have a chance to get over it, but it falls in reality, there will never be a us, I don't like you. - I felt different around her, it scared me, days ago, in the middle of the night, and in my dreams, it was there, I just need time to be ready for something. No. Fuck, this is bullshit.

(...)

- Do you think it would be good for me to fall in love? - I asked Taylor strangely as we finished eating the Honey Fingers sweets that she had brought to me, Jade should be with us, but it was late, and she used that excuse to see Josie Saltzman.

- Satan does not love. - Taylor says convinced.

- Seriously, I know I'm serious, but Tay, what if it happens?

- Are you and her together? - Try to guess the blonde.

- Forget it, this is stupid. Love is an idiot created to sell books.

- That's a very lonely thought, Penny. Let it happen, it's the most fun part of life. Why don't you try a forbidden romance. - Taylor plays with that real tone behind it. The witch was the only one with whom I could communicate this way, but I didn't want to hear her this time. It is a mistake.

- Do you think I'm going to be Julie of someone's Juliet? Stop being deceived.

I rolled my eyes.