Orphic

Celeste sat in the common room doing her history of magic homework homework on the goblin rebellion in 1487, it was halloween in 2 days meaning in 3 days she could start preparing for christmas.

“Hey, Celeste. Are you going to the slug club party on halloween?” She looked up from her half finished essay finding Antony Lestrange, Sierras older brother smiling down at her

“Considering i've attend every slug club party since i was twelve i don't see why this one would be any different” Celeste said, growing irritated, she usually liked the sixth year boy despite Sierras constant complaints about him but she was already irritated and he was getting on her last nerve.

“Yeah” Antony laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck “hey i was wondering if you would like to attend with me. I think you're really-” Unfortunately for him Antony never got to finish his sentence as he was shoved out the way.

Celeste only got a glimpse of black curls before Tom's voice echoed around the near empty common room “Back off Lestrange, she's going with me”

Tom then leaned down to the brunette on the floor and whispered some words into his ear that Celeste couldn't hear.

Antonys eyes widened and he baulked at whatever Tom said before scurrying up the stairs to the boys dorms.

“What was that for?” Celeste huffed as Tom sat on the couch next to her.

“You're mine, Celeste and I won't have his filthy hands roaming over your body” Tom said with such intensity in his eyes Celeste found herself blushing. Fucking blushing.

Celeste let out an awkward cough looking at anything but Tom. Her eyes landed on her essay.

“What was the goblin's name that led the rebellion in 1487 again?” She said, blue eyes still glued to the parchment in front of her.

“It was Hulvonk, but you already knew that sweetheart you wrote it right there” Tom then lifted a finger and pointed at her essay, where she had indeed already written that.

“Must've slipped my mind” Celeste said turning to look at Tom while biting her lip

“Mm” Tom hummed seeming distracted while looking at her teeth digging into his bottom lip

Celeste coughed and stood up rather quickly and turned to Tom.

“I better get going back to my dorm, it’s nearly curfew i'll see you tomorrow” She rambled while slowly backing up towards the stairs towards the girls dorm.

Celeste practically sprinted up the stairs and barrelled into her dorm.

“Are you being chased?” Celina asked, sitting on the seat on the windowsill, raising a blonde eyebrow at the panting celeste.

“Tom” Was all celeste could manage to say before stumbling to sit next to the blonde

“Tom was chasing you?” Celina stated looking confused.

“No, he was looking at me so I ran away,” Celeste said, catching her breath.

“What do you mean he was looking at you?” Celina said but before Celeste could reply the bathroom door opened and Anabel was standing there with a toothbrush in her hand and ivory nightgown following to her ankles.

“Who was looking at you?” Anabel asked before throwing her toothbrush onto the bathroom counter and coming to sit between Celina and Celeste Even though there was barely enough room for two people nevermind three.

“Tom was, and it wasn't in the usual way he looked at me it was more like…” Celeste fumbled for words to describe the intensity in his gaze.

“Like he wanted to bend you over” Anabel inquired innocently and Celina choked

The door swung open to reveal the two other girls that made up the five girls that shared the dorm “Are you guys gossiping without us” Sierra bemoaned dramatically.

“Tom wants to bend Celeste ove-”

“No he doesn't Anabel shut up!”

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Celeste woke up on the morning of the 30th with a pounding headache because she, Anabel and Sierra decided to have a competition on who could do the most shots in one minute and Anabel being the sore loser she is made them do six rounds because she kept losing.

She bolted upright and ran to the bathroom swinging the door open and bending over the toilet as she began to throw up.

Druella poked her head out of the shower, the water making her usual ringlet curls hang limp. Cursing after seeing the state celeste was in, she jumped out of the shower, quickly wrapping a towel around her naked body before rushing to hold celestes hair back as she gagged again and began vomiting up everything she had eaten the previous day

Once Celeste had finally stopped retching Druella grabbed a hand towel hanging next to the sink, ran it under cold water then pressed it against Celeste's sweating forehead.

“My goodness Celeste i told you that you shouldn't have drank so much” Druella said comfortingly as Celeste slumped against the bathroom wall.

“Did you, i can't remember” Celeste mumbled

“Well of course you didn't, you were averaging nine shots per minute and you did that six times that's…” Druella paused for a few seconds as she did the mental maths “Merlin thats 54 shots Celeste i'm surprised you don't have alcohol poisoning”

“I think she might considering she's currently unconscious” Druella turned to find Celina leaning against the doorframe

Celina's eyes widened then “Shit, she's seizing” The blonde said before quickly hurrying towards the unconscious Celeste, now violently shaking and twitching.

“What do we do?!” Druella shrieked, sounding panicked, the most alcohol she’d ever had was three glasses of wine at a pureblood ball.

“I don't know!” Celina barked, sounding equally as panicked as she tried to hold Celestes arms and legs down

“Can you guys stop shou- what the fuck is wrong with Celeste”

Celeste's limbs finally stopped twitching and her body now lay limp, sprawled over Celina and Druellas laps.

Anabel was standing in the doorway looking down at Celeste's body in shock.

“Is she dead?!” Anabel shuddered, turning to the two other girls.

“No of course shes not fucking dead” Celina snapped

“She looks pretty fucking dead to me Rosier” Anabel argued

“Can we stop arguing and try to help her please” Druella hissed, feeling Celestes wrist for a pulse and breathing a sigh of relief.

“She has a pulse but its slow, she needs a healer” Druella said looking at the two blondes before her

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Celeste felt like shit. That was the only way she could describe it.

Her mouth was as dry as sandpaper and her head was a steady drum of pain. She peeled her eyelids open to find she was in the hospital wing.

“Ah good you’re awake” Celeste craned her neck as much as she could manage with her aching muscles to find Miss Trife, the hogwarts healer walking briskly towards her.

“How are you feeling?” The older woman said chirpily, The four girls that brought her in told her that she had tried to brew a potion and then drank it and started seizing, however she had been working in a school full of teenagers for nearly seventy years and was well aware of the symptoms of alcohol poisoning,

“Shit” Celeste groaned, attempting to sit up.

“There is no need for that language Miss LeClaire” Miss trife scolded “There are first years here”

Celeste turned to the bed next to her and found a young boy in a ravenclaw uniform give her a toothy grin “Don't worry Miss i've heard worse”

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Tom stalked through the corridors after his last period turning the corner into the doors that led to the hospital wing.

He couldn't comprehend how she could still look so beautiful as he walked through the doors making a beeline for celeste's bed.

She was sitting up, her hair braided back from her face, rebellious strands of her raven locks falling out of the braid onto her perfect face.

“Hello Tom” She rasped, smiling up at him as he made it to her bed and sat at the edge of it.

“Good afternoon Darling, how are you feeling?” He asked, stroking her hair back.

“I’m better now you're here” She grinned cheekily and winked at him.

“Well it seems you're in your usual spirits” he chuckled.

“Who would I be without my dashing personality” She joked.

Tom laughed, “When do you get out of here?”

“Tomorrow morning, Miss Trife said she wants me in overnight for observation”

“You need to stop drinking” Tom said seriously

“I'll stop drinking when you stop planning world domination” Celeste quipped

“Fair point” Tom laughed

He would make her stop drinking, do anything in his power to. Not from the concern of a brother, or a lover or even a friend, he wanted him to be her only escape. He wanted her to crawl to him whenever something went wrong in her life, not drugs or alcohol. That way she would stick by his side forever. His pawn. His dark lady.