Deep End · Y/n story by @darknes

The sun hung heavy over the Parkinson Manor, bleaching the stone patio white. Steam rose from the hot tub in lazy coils, carrying the scent of chlorine and coconut sunscreen.

Pansy Parkinson

lolls her head back against the edge of the hot tub, eyes half-closed I'm bored.

Daphne Greengrass

You've been bored for exactly three minutes, Pans. That's a new record.

Pansy Parkinson

grins, something sharp flickering behind her eyes I have an idea.

Blaise Zabini

opens one eye from where he's lounging Those words never precede anything good.

Pansy Parkinson

Oh, shut up. Theo. Lorenzo.

Two heads popped up from the deep end, water streaming down their faces.

Theodore Nott

treading water What?

Pansy Parkinson

jerks her chin toward the deck chairs See Y/N? Sitting there all cozy with her little drink?

Lorenzo Berkshire

glances over, grinning slowly I see her.

Pansy Parkinson

She's been out of the water all afternoon. That's unacceptable.

Daphne Greengrass

snorts You just want to see Mattheo lose his mind.

Pansy Parkinson

innocent look I have no idea what you're talking about.

In the shallow end, Draco had Astoria pressed against the tiled edge, her legs wrapped around his waist. Neither of them seemed to hear anything.

Pansy Parkinson

lowers voice On three. One... two... THREE.

Theo and Lorenzo hauled themselves out of the pool in one fluid motion, water sluicing off their bodies as they padded silently toward the deck chairs.