Stella's POV ✨

"I'm so excited for this year, I wonder what mum was on about when she said something exciting was going to be happening. Maybe it would explain why we have to get dress robes." Fred yapped to me and George. It was weird to be sitting with him in the same compartment, but I'm not complaining, it's great to have him as a friend again.

The three of us sat in the compartment laughing and chatting about random rubbish until someone opened the compartment door.

"Hey Fred, George," She beamed at the twins before turning to me, "Jess." The girl glared daggers at me before turning back to the boys. . The girl who thinks I'm stealing George from her even though I'm dating Patrick. What a bitch.

"Hey Angie, how was your summer?" George shuffled over to make room for 'Angie' almost squishing Fred in the process.

"It was great, apart from when I was missing you." Angelina pouted, "I hope she hasn't been causing you any trouble," She pointed at me like a little child.

"I suggest you learn your manners Johnston, or else." I glared back at her, "and she has a name."

I stood up and left the compartment deciding to go find the Golden Trio. I was walking past the compartments trying to find them when I suddenly bumped into someone.

"Ah, look who it is." Patrick towered over me. He was wearing a black suit and had his hair like normal but it seemed to look different, I just didn't exactly know how.

Before I could say a word to him, he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me to the Slytherin part of the train, sitting me down in a compartment with his friends.

"Um, hey guys." I fake smiled at Patrick's friends who all just stared blankly at me like they usually do. It's almost like their waiting for Patrick to instruct their every move.

"I want you to stay away from those blood-traitor Weasley twins from now on. I don't trust you being around them." Patrick spoke with no emotion while looking out the window.

"You have to be joking Patrick, they're my friends. Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?" I looked over at him, resisting the urge to slap him. If I were to slap him, it would just make things worse.

"I don't joke Wood, and no, the reason I wanted to talk to you is to tell you that this weekend coming, there is a party in the Slytherin common room for my birthday. And you better be there." Patrick turned to face me, his blue eyes looked coldly at me making me shiver.

"So you just told me to stop talking to my friends and are now forcing me to go to your birthday party? You know what Patrick, I'm out. Hit me all you like but it won't change my mind. I will not be going to your birthday party after you telling me to leave my friends." I yelled at him, watching his emotionless expression turn into a mischievous smirk.

I got up from the seat next to him and walked back to the Gryffindor area of the train. Not knowing Patrick was following me. I stopped at the compartment I was in with Fred and George ten minutes ago and went to reach for the glass door, but someone grabbed my hand. I turned to see no other than Patrick grabbing hold of my wrists in one hand.

"Never, walk away from me, Wood."

"I will do as I please, Jones." I glared at him, knowing that this wasn't going to end well.

"Why don't we settle this with a little deal. You can talk to your blood traitor friends, IF, you go to my party." Patrick tightened his grip on my wrists making me wince.

"And why should I do that."

Patrick sharply inhaled and slapped me across the face. "Because I am your boyfriend and you do as I say. You will go to the party and I will make sure you learn a lesson while doing so." I nodded and watched him walk off.

I held back my tears as I opened the door and sat with the twins again. Thank god Angelina's gone.

"You alright El? Havent seen you like this since-" Georges expression changed. "What happened?" George stood up from his seat and moved across the compartment to sit next to me.

I explained most of what had happened to them both excluding the part where he hit me and the part where we argued... okay so I lied.

"Guys I'm fine. I was just getting filled in on the details for his party."

I looked out the window and tried to clear my mind.