Draco Malfoy · Y/n story by @sootxxdream

The Slytherin common room was thick with the smell of old leather and the low crackle of the fireplace. Greenish light filtered through the Black Lake's murky water, casting everything in a dim, underwater glow.

Draco Malfoy

I'm telling you, she's real.

Theodore Nott

without looking up from his Potions essay And I'm telling you, you've never spoken to a girl without first checking your reflection in a spoon.

Blaise Zabini

stretching out on the sofa, arms behind his head To be fair, he does look at himself in a lot of spoons.

Lorenzo Berkshire

grinning from an armchair I saw him checking his reflection in the back of a ladle at dinner.

Draco Malfoy

jaw tightening It's not my fault you lot are incapable of attracting anyone beyond the occasional house-elf. I have a girlfriend. Her name is—

Pansy Parkinson

cutting him off, filing her nails Daphne Greengrass. Yes, Draco, we know. You've said her name exactly forty-seven times in the last two hours.

Blaise Zabini

It's a bit sad, really.

Draco Malfoy

I'll bring her here. Then you'll see.

Theodore Nott

finally looking up, one eyebrow raised Bring her where? To the common room? When?

Draco Malfoy

pausing ...Soon.

Lorenzo Berkshire

snorting That's what you said last week. And the week before that.

Draco's ears went pink—just slightly, barely visible in the dim light. He crossed his arms, a little too defensively.

Draco Malfoy

You'll see. She's coming. Tomorrow. At dinner.

A beat of silence. Then Theodore Nott very slowly set down his quill.

Theodore Nott

Fine. Tomorrow. If she shows up, I'll publicly admit you have social skills.

Blaise Zabini

And if she doesn't?

Draco Malfoy

stiffly She will.

Pansy Parkinson

finally looking up from her nails And I want to meet this mystery girl too. I've never even seen her talk to you.

Draco Malfoy

That's because she's shy. Around me.

Lorenzo Berkshire

muttering More likely around everyone.