D.M — Unfortunately, the Truth · Y/n story by @rooxy

The Great Hall of Hogwarts was buzzing with the usual first-day chaos. Candles floated overhead, casting warm light across four long tables piled high with food. First-years huddled together at the edges, looking lost. Older students laughed and shouted across the benches.

Pansy Parkinson

elbows Blaise I'm telling you, McGonagall's got new robes. That color? Not her.

Blaise Zabini

grinning You analyzed the Headmistress's fashion choices before even touching your pumpkin juice. That's commitment.

Theodore Nott

leaning back, amused She's been doing it since third year. You get used to it.

Pansy Parkinson

shrugs Priorities.

Across from them, Draco Malfoy sat with his usual composed expression. Plate untouched. Eyes fixed somewhere far away. He stirred his pumpkin juice absently, not really seeing it.

Theodore Nott

glances at Draco You good?

???

beat Yeah. Fine.

Pansy Parkinson

snorts Could've fooled me. You've been staring at that juice like it owes you money.

???

flatly Maybe it does.

Blaise Zabini

loud laugh See, there he is.