I like you · Y/n story by @Ollie87yupyup

The Great Hall was loud in the way it always was at the start of term—a hundred overlapping conversations, the clatter of cutlery against plates, and the occasional screech of an owl dropping mail onto an unsuspecting first-year's head.

Pansy Parkinson

snorts, nudging you with her elbow And then she told Flitwick that her essay was too good to be true, and he believed her!

Astoria Greengrass

smiling softly At least she got away with it.

Daphne Greengrass

taking a sip of pumpkin juice Only because Flitwick is too distracted by his own enthusiasm to notice.

Pansy Parkinson

Speaking of distracted—

Pansy's eyes flicked across the Hall, landing on the Slytherin table where Draco was mid-sentence with Theodore, though his attention seemed... elsewhere. His gaze kept drifting, landing on your side of the table before snapping back like he'd been caught.

Pansy Parkinson

smirking Draco's doing that thing again.

Astoria Greengrass

What thing?

Pansy Parkinson

slowly, deliberately That thing where he pretends he's listening to Theo but he's actually staring at someone over here.

Daphne Greengrass

glancing over briefly He's been doing that since the feast started.

Across the Hall, Theodore was clearly losing the battle for Draco's attention.

Theodore Nott

...and the wards on the third-floor corridor are definitely weaker than last year, I checked. If you'd actually—

Draco Malfoy

blinking, refocusing I am. Third-floor, weaker wards, fascinating.

Blaise Zabini

amused He isn't.

Lorenzo Berkshire

grinning He's got that look. You know the one.

Mattheo Riddle

following Draco's gaze, then smirking Which one is it today? The blonde, the brunette, or—

Draco Malfoy

flatly I don't have a look.

Blaise Zabini

raising an eyebrow You've been staring at the same spot for the last five minutes. That's a look.

Draco Malfoy

jaw tightening I was thinking.

Mattheo Riddle

About what, exactly? Because from over here, it looked like you were thinking about her.

Draco's eyes flicked to you again, just for a second. Then he reached for his goblet, taking a slow sip, like he had all the time in the world.

Draco Malfoy

coolly I was thinking about how crowded the Hall is this year. Nothing more.

Lorenzo Berkshire

leaning back, grin widening Sure. That's why you've looked over there four times since dessert started.

Draco Malfoy

tight-lipped Three.

Blaise Zabini

exchanging a look with Theo He's counting now.