Lorenzo Berkshire

It all started when you were 5 years old. Your family threw a grand party in honor of your birthday. All the rich, pure-blooded wizards were invited.
You were sitting on one of the couches in your beautiful silver dress when a boy about your age ran up to you.
boy: hi
you: hi
Boy: Why are you sitting here alone?
you: I want to sit
Boy: I decided that when we go to school and get older, you will become my girlfriend, got it, and then my wife
You: What, I won't be with you, you're weird
Boy: You're the weird one . He tugged your braid lightly and ran away.

I didn't see the boy after that, and we all forgot about the situation. After all, it was 5 years old... When everyone turned 11 or 12, we all went to Hogwarts... I went to Ravenclaw, and I was glad, there were only two houses in our family, and that's why. I didn't care whether you were a Slytherin or a Ravenclaw... During that sorting, some idiot tripped me up... well, like, some idiot, it was Lorenzo Berkshire. He was quite a guy, and because of that tripping up, hostility spread between us, we were always arguing and plotting against each other, well, I was just a vindictive child. Well, then it became part of everyday life.

In our 6th year, we were told that we would be having a ball at Hogwarts, in honor of the fact that guys from another school would be coming to us for some kind of competition, the Goblet of Fire or something, by the way, I also applied for them, but they chose others, Viktor Krum, Fleur Delacour, Cedric Diggory and some damn Harry Potter... well, usually there were always three participants, oh well... fuck.
well, about the ball, my friend Jo Chang and I were sitting on a bench and Cedric came up to her and invited her to the ball, she agreed, I was very happy for her, she said that I also need someone, I said, with whom?
Jo: You are a very beautiful girl, and I am sure you will seduce some sweet Slytherin or Ravenclaw.
you: oh, come on

When I was walking to my place there was a boy standing next to me, he brought me a bouquet of lilies and a note, he said they asked me to pass it on