Hands Off Malfoy · Y/n story by @tinty

The Slytherin common room was already alive with the low hum of conversation, the crackle of the fireplace, and the occasional sharp laugh. Green and silver lanterns cast a dim, restless glow across the worn leather sofas.

Mattheo Riddle

grins, spinning his wand lazily between his fingers Well, well. The prodigal snake finally emerges from his den. And he’s brought… company.

Mattheo’s stormy blue-grey eyes swept over you with open, theatrical curiosity, his scar catching the light as he tilted his head.

Blaise Zabini

a slow, appreciative smile curved across his face Draco. You’ve been holding out on us.

Pansy Parkinson

her sharp gaze flicked from Draco’s hand to your face, a perfectly arched brow lifting So. This is the mysterious someone. The one who’s had him cancelling our little gatherings for three months.