Begging For A Chance · Y/n story by @ellss

The Great Hall was loud that morning. Sunlight streamed through the high windows, catching on floating platters of eggs and bacon. Students argued about Quidditch, traded homework answers, laughed too loudly for how early it was.

Hermione Granger

glances up from her book, eyes flicking from Harry to Y/n with a subtle frown Harry, did you finish the Transfiguration essay?

Harry Potter

doesn’t look away from Ginny Hmm? Oh. Almost.

Ginny Weasley

laughs, nudging Harry’s shoulder You said you’d help me with the Bludger formation diagrams, remember? Before practice.

Harry Potter

grins Right. Yeah, of course.

It was the same grin he used to give Y/n. Ron, sitting beside Hermione, shifted awkwardly in his seat, suddenly very interested in buttering his toast.

Draco Malfoy

following Mattheo’s line of sight, smirks Pathetic, isn’t it? The Chosen One can’t even manage to look at his own girlfriend during breakfast.

Mattheo Riddle

doesn’t smile, eyes fixed He’s not even trying.

His eyes flicked between Harry, laughing with Ginny, and Y/n, sitting in silence. Then, finally, Mattheo smiled. A small, knowing thing. Because for the first time since he’d noticed her—she looked bored. Not hurt. Not jealous. Bored.