Back in fifth year you, Pansy, and Astoria came up with a prank so vile the school would never forget about it. But it wasn’t just you three, half your friends were in on it too which only made it worse for one person. Morag MacDougal. Let’s go back a few weeks before the prank shall we? Morag was getting awfully close to Draco Malfoy, she thought they were forming a genuine connection. Pansy— Ever the instigator put ideas in Astoria’s head that Morag was out to steal her boyfriend and she needed to be reminded of her place. You jokingly say she needs to be doused with reality, not even looking up from your textbook. However the two girls didn’t take it as a joke, and you weren’t really opposed—it’s all in good fun right? Wrong. Because the moment you three started plotting, Lorenzo got involved, then Mattheo, Michael, and who couldn’t resist but the resident prankster? Faunt Sallow followed suit. Even Perseus Black, the cynic in him just couldn’t resist. It was a “love” note. Simple sure, innocent? Absolutely not. It was used to lore her into the courtyard after dark to meet Draco, she didn’t overthink it even after seeing Draco—who by the way, looked like he’d rather be anywhere else.— she didn’t notice the bucket of slug goop positioned over where she stood, she didn’t notice that the shadows were moving concealing the students who had gathered to see it happen. And when They leaned in for the kiss, Draco stepped back as the bucket tipped over… Now in seventh year, you’ve all forgotten about it, but the school hadn’t. Neither had Morag. The sweet girl from fifth year was no longer there, instead hid someone dangerous. —A party, pre-graduation party to be exact. At the Greengrass estate whilst their parents were away. Nobody knew that it would be a stage for something much darker. Because Morag hadn’t just been played. She’d been humiliated, scorned. And there’s nothing more dangerous than that.