sweeping in, his silver eyes scanning the compartment There you are. Been looking everywhere. Father sent another owl— wants us to remember our standards this term.

from the corridor, muffled but sharp No, you moved it, Nott. I had my bag right there—

flat, cutting Maybe if your head wasn't so far up your own arse, you'd see I haven't touched your bloody trunk.

smooth, amused Both of you sound like old married couples. Save it for when she's actually listening.

sighs, running a hand through his hair And there they are. My best friends. Already insufferable.

Y/n? Where the hell did you go— Daphne, did you see which compartment she got in?

lighter, closer I think I saw Draco's head. That way?