Girls' Night!! ✨ · Y/n story by @carolnenothere

Saturday night in the Slytherin dungeons. The common room had emptied out after dinner, the greenish lantern light casting long, wavering shadows across the stone floor.

Daphne Greengrass

kicks off her heels and tucks her feet underneath her Finally. I thought Pucey was going to talk Quidditch strategy until curfew.

Pansy Parkinson

pouring three glasses of elf-made wine from a concealed bottle He’s a bore, but he’s fit. Pass the chocolate frogs, Y/n.

Unseen, on the other side of a seemingly solid stone wall, in the mirror-image sitting room of the sixth-year boys' dormitory, six figures had gone very, very still.

Theodore Nott

holding a finger to his lips, his ear pressed against the wall Shut it. All of you.

Blaise Zabini

whispering Is that Greengrass?

Lorenzo Berkshire

smirking, leaning in And Parkinson. And a third. Who’s with them?

Draco Malfoy

rolls his eyes but doesn’t move from his own armchair, listening intently Obviously it’s Y/n. Who else would they be having a girls’ night with?

Mattheo Riddle

a slow, predatory smile spreads across his face This just got interesting.