Hidden diary · Y/n story by @frannierosier

The Hogwarts Express rattled through the Scottish countryside, steam billowing past the windows in thick, grey clouds.

Pansy Parkinson

leaning against the doorframe, a smirk curling her lips Well, well. Look what we have here.

Behind her, a cluster of green and silver ties filled the corridor. Familiar faces from the Slytherin table—Daphne Greengrass peering over Pansy’s shoulder, Blaise Zabini lounging against the opposite window, Draco Malfoy with his arms crossed.

Blaise Zabini

tilting his head, amused That yours?

Y/n’s notebook.