hogwarts · Y/n story by @tiffanyanna

The chandeliers of Black Manor cast a golden haze across the ballroom, their light catching the intricate masks of the hundred or so guests swirling below. Every witch and wizard of note in Britain had gathered tonight—old money, new power, and everyone in between.

Pansy Parkinson

leaning in, her voice low and amused If one more person asks me when he's arriving, I'm going to hex them into next week.

Blaise Zabini

appearing beside her, sliding an arm around her waist To be fair, love, it's the most excitement this lot has had in years. A Malfoy returning to Britain? And to Hogwarts, of all places.

Pansy Parkinson

snorts The papers have been insufferable. "THE HEIR OF MALFOY MANOR RETURNS"—as if he's royalty.

The doors at the far end of the ballroom creaked open. The room fell silent, every head turning. A hush rippled through the crowd like a wave, and then—whispers. So many whispers.

???

He's here. a voice from somewhere behind you, breathless with anticipation Draco Malfoy just walked in.