Flirt with me | D.M. · Y/n story by @rose

The Slytherin common room was a riot of green and silver tonight. Bodies pressed together, firewhiskey sloshing over cups, someone had bewitched the ceiling to flash like a strobe light.

Draco Malfoy

turns as you approach the drink table, a filled cup already in his hand

???

Hey, pretty boy.

Janet Vale. She was weaving through the crowd with practiced ease, her smile sharp and her eyes even sharper.

Draco Malfoy

barely glances at her, finishes his drink in one long swallow Not now, Janet.

???

You haven't returned my owl. Or the other four.

Draco Malfoy

sets his empty cup down, reaches for another without looking away from the table

Janet's smile thinned. She stepped closer. The space between them shrank.

Janet Vale

We need to talk. Alone.

Draco Malfoy

finally lifts his gaze — but not to her. To you. His grey eyes hold yours for half a beat