Another poet. Another day.
Class was fun yet boring as always, the teacher was teaching about potions, specifically Alihotsy Draught. The laughter potion. Usually I wouldn’t pay attention to class since I would be busy with writing poems, but if I didn’t pay attention to class today I would be busy with my thoughts of him. There he sat beside me completely zoned out, hand on his cheek as he just stared. The Slytherin guy was so deep in thought that he hadn’t noticed that I had been staring at him for the past ten minutes, I wanted to sigh yet didn’t. Just turning back to my blank paper. Deep inside I wanted to write a poem about how annoying it was to be actually listening to class. But instead I wrote about being overlooked or something, I honestly didn’t know what I wrote I just wrote something. Though when I got done with writing I could feel daggers in the back of my neck, he was definitely staring down at my poem.
“Mr. Berkshire, what is the potions name?” The teacher asked yet he didn’t even notice. After a bit of awkward silence he looked back up at the teacher, with that stupid dumb face. Was that how I looked on a daily basis? Oh hell no, this is more humiliating than running in PE. So I just spoke out and said…
"The answer is Alihotsy Draught, sir."
Our professor looked at me with praise shining in his deep dark eyes, for the first time I had listened and he seemed to approve. What a plus!
“Thanks..” I heard beside me from the Slytherin as he turned his attention out of the window. I remember back when I told Brooke about the whole moment, and she laughed in my face. Her laughter overtook her words yet she was happy for me. Which I thought was stupid, since this guy seemed to be the worst out of the worst. He hadn’t even talked to me after the whole thing, only sitting beside me in class. I looked down at my arm, I had goosebumps from the cold wind blowing in from the window. I knew the next stage was shivering so I turned to look at Lorenzo and asked in a quiet voice.
“Uhm… Lorenzo?”
“What?”
Merlin’s beard with that attitude I would just punch him or say sorry, but I didn’t want to freeze to death.
“Can you close the window?”
I looked at him, deep into his eyes. His eyes widened a bit as I looked at him. Which confused me, why is he looking at me like that? I didn’t do anything wrong did I? He mumbled something under his breath as he closed the window. I didn’t hear what he said so I looked at him weirdly, hoping he would say something or repeat it again. Though all he said was a HM?. I turned my attention back down to my paper. My fingers around the pencil as I played with it, thinking about something to write.
My thoughts were scrambled as I just began to write about his appearance, writing about his brown hair, brown eyes. How he gets sweaty when he is nervous… And then his personality his cunning yet kind personality-
“What are you hiding, niffler?”
GAH!? I didn’t even notice him leaning against me, but now I did when he whispered THAT into my ear. What is wrong with him?! I could feel his ropes scratching against mine. Hopefully I didn’t sound too flustered?
“Sod off.”
He just had this small smirk on his face before spitting out the most embarrassing sentence.
“Come on, is it something like ‘Ohh I just wanna Snog you Mr. Berkshire please oh please!’ or maybe-”
I pinched his ring finger in defense, did he see me writing about him? Oh god please why is he still leaning against me!? Does he like me that much?! No what am I thinking, of course he likes you he asked you out to the Yule Ball. But why does he like me?! Ah please Merlin kill me right now!
I stopped pinching him when I heard the smallest whimper out of his mouth, Jesus I pinched him a bit too hard.
“Sorry, sorry just.. Merlin.” He mumbled while rubbing his finger. I did feel kinda bad and wanted to apologize, but I just couldn’t. The words wouldn’t escape my mouth. Time stood still for me or at least that is what I felt. But the bell rang and he hurried out of class. Brooke walked up to me after class, she had sat behind me the whole lesson.
“You okay?” She asked, noticing my prickly skin, I just nodded. I needed to find a way to apologize to him, I couldn’t help but feel bad and I mean really bad after the whole thing happened.