Chapter 7: Vivianas Wrath

TW: LanguageDemian fought the tears as he left Malfoys room, the hallway was empty, but the common room bustled with commotion. He passed them Slytherins laughing and talking, Pansy, Astoria, and Higgs all looked up at him leaving the common rooms. "What the fuck are you doing here?" Pansy spat. He ignored her and Higgs looked concerned, on his way out he picked up the scarf lying by the front door which was surprisingly untouched. He heard a soft voice calling after him and he wiped a singular tear away before turning to face him. "Valentino?" He called. "Are you okay? I thought you went home last night." "I did." He lied, "I came back to get this, I dropped it on my way out and was looking for it." Higgs smiled, but a wave of suspicion overcame him. "Oh, I see." He said quietly. "Are you going to be busy later?" He asked. "Yeah, I'm sorry Higgs, I'll talk to you later." And he turned to walk away. He seemed sad, he watched the boy leave the Slytherin common room and went back up to join his friends. Demian made his way back to his dorm, expecting it to be empty, but what he saw waiting on his bed surprised him. Vivana was sitting there, stroking Silas. "Hello, Demian." She said somewhat shyly. "Vi...." He responded. "What are you doing here?" She paused for a moment, stroking the cats chin."The truth is-" She got up and walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and hugging him. "I miss you. I know I have had a hard time forgiving you for everything that happened but, I can look past it. I know we can make up for lost time. Please, give me a chance." He was stunned, he didn't move. Her pale blond locks encased her shoulders, and he gently patted her on the back. "Vi...You're with Mordred now." "I don't love him, D, I love you." He swallowed hard and unwrapped her hands from his waist. "Viviana..." He said softly. "I can't be with you anymore." The tears came for her easily, and she looked up at him with sad eyes, wetness rolled down her cheeks and her lip trembled, she finally spoke, "Why...""Because...there's someone else." She averted his gaze, the tears still flowing and began to wipe her face off with the back of her hand. "So, you don't love me anymore?" She choked out. "I will always love you; I have loved you for years" He explained. "But I am not in love with you." "Do you love someone else?" Her eyes dried up and she locked eyes with him again. "Is it Higgs?" Demian sighed, he clutched the scarf in his hand and tossed it to his dresser. "No, I don't love anyone else, but I am talking to someone." She shook her head in disbelief. "Are you really gay, Demian?" She asked bluntly, her blue eyes fixated on the man she believed would always be hers. He struggled to find words. He didn't want to hurt her any more than was necessary. "I think so." He said. The tears started flowing again, and she pet Silas one more time, before exiting his room without another word. Peter came in shortly after, "Why did I just see Viviana leaving here in tears, what the fuck?" "Mate, she told me she still loved me, she tried to get me back." He was sitting on his bed, just as confused as Peter looked. His mouth dropped open. "Dude, you have to tell Mordred." He sighed. "I know." He felt a pit in his stomach, the thought of relaying this information to his best friend made him feel so guilty. "I'll tell him later, I don't want to ruin his day as it's just begun." Peter nodded in agreeance. "Yeah, I get that." Peter propped open the window and pulled a cigarette out. "Want some?" "Fuck yes." He replied. They shared the smoke in silence, preparing to deal with the rest of the day. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*As they made their way to the great hall for breakfast, posters adorned the castle walls, "Quidditch tryouts! This week! Sign up now!" Demian smiled, knowing that Higgs was preparing to finally make the team, again. When they sat down for breakfast, he scanned the room for Malfoy. Astoria was sitting in his lap shamelessly, eating her breakfast. His face was emotionless. He felt his eyes watering up again, the thoughts of the note etched into his mind and made him angrier than he thought he could ever be. Seeing young Astoria, a girl of 14, in the lap of the man he cared for enraged him. He picked at his food. "What's wrong mate?" Mordred said. "And have you guys seen Vi?" Peter was silent for a moment, and they both spat out in unison. "No." They lied. Mordred looked stumped. Demian looked up from his breakfast and saw Higgs staring at him again, who smiled at him and gave a shy wave. He smiled back before finishing up his food to attend his morning class. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*During Transfiguration, they practiced Vera Verto. Personally, Demian thought this was a useless spell. Turning animals into goblets? What was the use. Either way, he obliged and mindlessly practiced. He felt a deep gaze burning into the back of his head and he did his best not to turn around. Eventually, he couldn't stand it anymore and he peeked behind him, expecting to see Malfoy, but to his surprise, he wasn't there. Only Higgs sat behind him, giving him a smirk as the two of them met eyes. "Hey, Valentino." He mouthed. Demian felt that familiar thump in his chest, but he immediately felt regret when his thoughts trailed back to Malfoy. What am I going to do? He thought to himself. The truth is, he had no idea what he was going to do. He feared the backlash of Malfoys father, he had to tell his best friend his girlfriend was essentially using him, and the guilt he felt possibly leading on Higgs made him even more sick to his stomach. Fuck. He quickly finished his lesson and made his way back to his dorm, where he casually kept working on the one thing he used to clear his mind. The ring from black lake. He had made some significant progress, the silver band he concocted from the small pieces of metal was still in rough shape, the sand had yet to be added, and it needed a good polishing. But all of that would come with time. For now, it provided a meaningful distraction from the chaos that was his life. Evening classes went even quicker than the morning, he found himself back in his bed, dreading the moment when his friend would walk through those doors, and he would have to confront him. He pet Silas, it started to rain and the soft patters against his window soothed him along with the purring of one of his closest companions. Eventually, Peter and Mordred came into the room, laughing as they usually did. When they saw Demian Peter kept his mouth shut, but Mordred boasted. "Hey fuckwad, where the hell have you been?" He tried to laugh and sucked his teeth a bit. "Well mate, I need to talk to you." He said as calmly as he could. Peters eyes grew wide and let out a long sigh. Mordred looked around, confused. "What the fuck is going on?" Demian recounted the events of the morning in full detail, his friend sat there looking hurt and confused, listening to a story about his girlfriend that he had just started believing was truly into him. "You're joking....Please tell me you're joking." Peter went back to the window and opened it, the familiar smell of smoke poured in from the gentle wind as the pitter patter of the rain fell against the windowsill. Silence enveloped them for a moment. Mordred scoffed. "So, you're not fucking joking?" Demian just shook his head. "Mate I did everything I could, I told her I wasn't in love with her, I even basically told her I was gay, she left in tears." He shook his head in disbelief. "Well fuck this." And before either one of them could stop them, he stormed out of the room, presumably to find Viviana.Peter awkwardly scratched his neck, taking another drag of his cigarette."Well that was fucking awful." He said. "You're telling me." "I'm going to bed." Demian said. And without another word, he went to bed. His head swimming in all the possibilities the rest of this week could bring. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*The next few days went by quickly, and soon it was time for the Quidditch tryouts. Demian made his way to the stadium excitedly. Most of the teams had already been chosen, but he only made an appearance for Slytherin, since he had hoped to see at least two people he cared for make the team. Malfoy was basically a given, his father had donated so much money to the school that if he somehow didn't make seeker, I'm sure there would be some type of retaliation not even Hogwarts could recoup from. There were several people in the stands, most of which he recognized. Even Viviana made an appearance, which somewhat surprised him. After Mordred broke up with her, she wouldn't even look in Demians direction, he could feel that whatever was going to happen, it wasn't quite over yet. But he didn't know what to expect. He took a seat alone, Pansy, Crab and Goyle were behind him. He ignored their childish antics. Astoria was seated in the far corner, holding up a makeshift sign with the word "Draco!" and a big heart surrounding it, colored in green. Fucking child. He rolled his eyes. The rest of them sat and waited patiently, Pansy kept leaning forward and blowing Demians hair out of place with a quiet giggle. Eventually, he turned around. "Stop fucking with me, slag." He said, a nasty look on his face. "Or what?" She spat back. "Why don't you go sit with the other mudbloods and stop contaminating the Slytherin air with your inferiority?" She hissed.Crab and Goyle shared in a laugh with her. "And why don't you go jump off the side of these bleachers and see if you can fly without a broom?" He said."Fuck you" She retorted. "And fuck you too." He replied. Before another insult could be thrown, the announcement was made that the tryouts were to begin, Demian stood up and could see all the potentials walking out, Draco and Higgs amongst them. He smiled. He had truly wished the best for both of them. Rather that draw attention by waving at anyone in particular, he sat back and waited for the games to unfold. Before he knew it, over two dozen broomsticks were in the air, it was the perfect cloudy day for a quidditch game, and he even remembered to wear his special scarf. Am I wearing it to get a rise out of Draco, or because I really want to support Higgs?Demian couldn't decide yet.The bludgers flew around the stadium with haste, narrowly missing a few of the of the contestants. Demian could see Draco bolting past quickly, chasing the golden snitch to each corner of the stadium. He focused on Higgs, who was hitting the quaffle with confidence, passing it to an experienced player, Derrick. He hit it with the back of his broom, scoring a goal and high fiving Higgs. This made Demian smile. He then shifted his focus back to Malfoy, who was inching closer to the snitch with haste, he reached his hand out struggling, and narrowly missed. The crowd let out and unsatisfied, "Awwww..."And Demian frowned. Astoria jumped to her feet and started shouting, "You can do it darling!" This made Demians stomach queasy, he looked back at her, and she caught his eye, scoffing at him. "What." She said. He didn't even give her a response, just turned his attention back to the game.Higgs had the quaffle once more, he raced toward the top left goal and chucked it with all his might, the keeper missed and he scored a singular goal on his own, Demian clapped, which caught the attention of the other Slytherins. Viviana also stood, and clapped, which he noticed. What the fuck?By this time, Draco was once again within grasping length of the snitch, he lurched his broom forward and down towards the ground as it rushed by the bleachers where Demian and the other Slytherins were perched. He leaned over the edge and watched, along with Astoria, as Draco stood on his broom, skillfully jumping off and catching the snitch in his hands, barely landing on his feet. He held it up confidently, a huge smile breaking out on his face. "Wooooo!" Astoria clapped and cupped her hands over her mouth, amplifying her voice. "Go baby go!" Pansy scoffed. "Oh shut the fuck up Astoria, we all knew he was going to become the seeker anyways. No one even challenged his position this year." She turned and gave her and evil glare. "Okay? And your point?" Pansy got up and left. Astoria waited as the bleachers filed out and eventually joined the others like Demian. When he saw Higgs walking up, grinning, he knew he made the team. He wanted to congratulate him, but before he got a chance, Viviana ran up and jumped into his arms, he playfully spun her around and she said "I knew you could do it." before kissing him. Higgs eyes met with Demians for a split second before he broke contact, he kissed her back and put her down on the ground. Vi scowled at Demian, before taking Higgs hand and walking away. Draco was nowhere to be found, although he obviously took the spot of seeker. Demian swallowed hard, the lump in his throat signified jealousy and didn't know what to think. Astoria had Draco, and now Viviana was...with Higgs? He couldn't understand what was happening anymore. In just a week, he seemingly lost anyone he cared about. Defeated, he walked back to his dorm and silently worked on the ring that encapsulated his thoughts, he didn't want to believe what he saw today was real, but alas....it was.