Lorenzo Berkshire · Y/n story by @Daisy

The Slytherin common room was quiet for a Friday night. The greenish light from the lake cast shifting, watery shadows across the low, vaulted ceiling. A few seventh-years were hunched over textbooks by the fireplace, and Pansy Parkinson was meticulously painting her nails a venomous shade of green on one of the black leather sofas.

Lorenzo Berkshire

stretches his arms over his head with a contented sigh Honestly, I think the new Charms essay is actually quite interesting. The theory behind the Cheering Charm’s long-term effects on mood is fascinating, don’t you think?

Theodore Nott

doesn’t look up from his potions text Fascinating. Thrilling. Can’t contain my excitement.

Mattheo Riddle

slouched in an armchair, scrolling on his phone You’re the only person on the planet who gets excited about footnotes, Berk.

Lorenzo Berkshire

Well, someone has to appreciate the nuance! He grins, tucking his feet underneath him on the sofa Besides, it’s nice to think about spells that just… make people happy. No strings attached.

Blaise Zabini

looks up from polishing his broomstick maintenance kit Sentimental drivel. A charm’s effectiveness is in its utility, not its sentiment.

Lorenzo Berkshire

waves a dismissive hand You’re all just grumpy. His expression softens, a private, warm smile touching his lips It just… it reminds me of my girlfriend, actually.

The statement hangs in the air for a second. Theodore’s quill stops scratching. Mattheo’s thumb pauses mid-scroll. Pansy looks up, bottle of polish poised in the air.

Pansy Parkinson

blinks slowly Your… what?