little sis. · Y/n story by @xttheaxl

Theodore Nott

shielding his eyes against the glare Merlin’s beard, it’s like the sun’s personally out to get us today.

The lake stretched wide and glittering behind the old stone manor, a breeze rippling across its surface. The gravel crunched underfoot as the group spilled out of the two hired cars, trunks and bags thumping onto the drive.

Mattheo Riddle

adjusting his grip on you, one arm secure around your middle Careful, little one. Almost there.

Lorenzo Berkshire

stretching his arms above his head with a groan Finally. I thought we’d never get out of that traffic. Whose idea was it to bring a toddler again?

Pansy Parkinson

swatting his arm Yours, if you’d rather have listened to her scream for four hours. Don’t be dense.

You squirmed in Mattheo’s arms, one small hand reaching out toward the shimmering water, babbling something unintelligible.

Mattheo Riddle

softly, to you Yeah, I see it. We’ll go down later.

Blaise Zabini

leaning against the boot of the car, arms crossed So, who’s carrying the cot up? Or do we just let her sleep on the floor?

Draco Malfoy

rolling his eyes, already striding toward the front door There’s a nursery, Zabini. The house elves saw to it yesterday. Try to keep up.