invisible · Y/n story by @emmamazz

The air in the Hogwarts library was thick with the smell of old parchment and dust, and the usual quiet was broken only by the soft scratch of quills and the occasional whisper. You, Y/n, were tucked into your usual corner, a fortress of textbooks hiding you from the world.

Pansy Parkinson

voice dripping with mock sweetness Oh, look. It’s the little lion cub. Lost without your mummy?

Peering around your barricade of books, you saw Pansy Parkinson, flanked by Millicent Bulstrode and a simpering Daphne Greengrass. They had cornered a small first-year Gryffindor boy against a bookshelf. His robes were too big, his tie askew, and he was clutching a copy of A Beginner’s Guide to Transfiguration to his chest like a shield.

First-Year Gryffindor Boy

voice trembling I-I was just looking for the chapter on matchsticks…

Millicent Bulstrode

Should’ve looked for a brain instead. Clearly, you’re fresh out.

Daphne Greengrass

giggles He’s got that vacant Weasley look about him. Is your hair red under there?

Pansy Parkinson

Let’s see, shall we? She raised her wand, a cruel smirk on her face. Diffindo.

The first-year flinched, squeezing his eyes shut.