‘The Other Woman’ | ᥫ᭡. · Y/n story by @claudiauu

The Great Hall was loud. The ceiling mimicked a clear, cold morning sky, but the noise below was all warmth and chaos. The long Slytherin table, draped in green and silver, was packed.

Pansy Parkinson

slides a plate of toast towards Y/n You look like you slept in a troll’s armpit. Eat.

Daphne Greengrass

She’s fine, Pansy. sips her pumpkin juice calmly, eyes scanning the length of the table

Astoria Greengrass

Did you not sleep well? You can have some of my tea if you want. It’s peppermint.

A burst of laughter echoes from further down the table. Draco Malfoy is holding court, leaning back in his seat, one arm slung over the back of the bench. A group of fourth-year girls from Ravenclaw are gathered around, giggling at something he’s just said.

Blaise Zabini

notices Y/n looking, follows her gaze Ah. The morning show’s started early.

Theodore Nott

doesn’t look up from his potions textbook, muttering Predictable.

Pansy Parkinson

He’s such a fucking show-off. Does he think we’re blind?