Cities to Dust || Stellanie
Life fucking sucked sometimes. No, it actually sucked all the time. She had just gotten dumped -again!- and couldn’t take much more of this castle’s bullshit. Sometimes she really missed the days when she and Mel got to fuck around on the radio and make fun of people without any consequences. Whatever. Fuck Amber. All of her friends hated her from the start, but did Stella listen? Nope! Now she had gotten dumped for a guy who barely even showered and had nothing to show for her shoddy year-long relationship. She wouldn’t cry, though. If there’s anything that Kitty taught her over the years, it was that you’re only as weak as you present yourself to be.
Stella wasn’t weak. Sure, she flinched every time she saw a girl with red hair but mama didn’t raise a coward. It had been weeks since Brittany checked in on her anyways (whatever) so she only really had Melanie left. Dawn and Angelica were around, yeah, but they were having another one of their blowout fights so they would just make this about themselves. It’s not like she normally wouldn’t go to Melanie about this anyways, so she trudged over to the Gryffindor commons with her blanket concealing her bottle of alcohol in one hand, and box of Lindor chocolates in the other. If anyone could cheer her up, it was Melanie. They had been friends for so long and it had taken her an embarrassingly long time to get over her crush on her… But things finally felt good, now. Stable. Except for getting dumped of course, but that didn’t matter to her as much as getting to spend time with her best friend.
Weird. The commons were empty. She groaned as she climbed up the stairs, her joints cracking from disuse as she reached the top where Mel’s dormitory area was. “Got any words of wisdom for a sad, sad girl in desperate need of a hug?”
Melanie had trudged up to her room about an hour ago, when most people had trickled out of the common room to go to some party and she’d been left alone with Trevor. It was stinky, the fact that she wanted to run away from her friend whenever they ended up in one on one situations these days, but ever since he’d told her he’d loved her -- and she’d said thank you, why could she never say anything better than thank you? -- and they’d broken up, alone time had been a no go for their friendship. She wished for like the zillionth time over almost seven years now that Stella was a Gryffindor with her, but oh well. She could lie in her bed and write owls to her family and see Stella tomorrow.
At least, that had been the plan, but her whole face lit up when Stella snuck into her dorm. Even when she was sad, her best friend was still the best company in the entire world, and Melanie hopped off of her bed in one fluid motion and wrapped her arms around her friend excitedly. “Yeah! Everyone else is terrible and it should just be you and me against the world forever, are those words of wisdom enough?”
It was strange to think that just three years ago she would have felt almost guilty saying those words to Stella, like she was leading her on. But Melanie meant it with her whole entire heart -- they’d been through so much together, and there was no one she loved more. As a stupid fourth year, all she’d wanted was a boyfriend and a fairytale love story; as a seventh year now, all she really wanted was her best friend for life. “Oh! And don’t ever offer Nearly Headless Nick a sympathy hug, because it’s really, really, really cold. Always come hug me instead,” Melanie said, finally pulling back and patting the spot on her bed beside her as she hopped back onto it. “I just finished writing my brother an owl, do you wanna take Buzzfeed quizzes until you feel better?”
