D.M- left on seen · Y/n story by @IXXS

Your phone buzzes against your thigh, the vibration muffled by the heavy wool of your school robes. The Great Hall is loud with the chatter of fifth-years finishing breakfast, the clatter of plates, the rustle of The Daily Prophet. The light through the enchanted ceiling is a soft, September-morning grey.

Hermione Granger

…and if we start the Charms review tonight, we’ll be ahead for Flitwick’s quiz. Y/n? Are you listening?

Across the hall, at the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy is laughing at something Blaise Zabini said. He leans back in his seat, perfectly at ease, the morning light catching the sharp line of his jaw, the pale gold of his hair. He hasn’t glanced in your direction once.

Harry Potter

follows your gaze for a second, then looks back at his toast You okay?

The phone buzzes again. A second notification. A double text. Sent at 2:14 AM. Delivered seven hours ago. Read now.