Five Ways · Y/n story by @ellss

The Slytherin common room hummed with low conversation, the air thick with smoke and the late-night energy of students who had nowhere else to be. The greenish light from the lake cast wavering shadows across the stone walls.

Theodore Nott

tips his head back against the plush sofa, a spliff balanced lazily between his fingers Alright. Serious question. Who’s the hottest in our year?

Draco Malfoy

swirls a glass of firewhisky Astoria, obviously.

Mattheo Riddle

scoffs, taking a slow drag Astoria’s attractive. But Daphne’s clearly the better sister. Astoria hasn’t got enough bite.

Theodore Nott

The Greengrass sisters? Seriously? Amateurs. exhales a slow cloud of smoke toward the vaulted ceiling Pansy’s got bite and looks.

Blaise Zabini

hums thoughtfully I can see that. But something about Lovegood is… hypnotising.

Lorenzo Berkshire

Luna? shakes his head She’d start talking about thestrals halfway through a sentence. But the Weasley—Ginny, is it?

Draco Malfoy

groans A Weasley? Seriously? Talk about amateurs.

It’s the same back-and-forth it always is. Disagreement. Different tastes. They’ve never once all agreed on anything.