Love Triangle · Y/n story by @ellss

The Hogwarts Express rattled along the tracks, the Scottish highlands blurring past in streaks of green and grey. Inside the compartment, the air was thick with the scent of burnt sugar and the low murmur of students trading chocolate frog cards.

Pansy Parkinson

snapping her compact shut I swear, if Draco Malfoy tries to sit with us again, I'm hexing him into next week. she grins Not that I'd blame him. You look fit today.

A knock at the compartment door made them both look up. The door slid open before either could answer.

Draco Malfoy

sliding onto the seat beside Y/n, close enough that his cologne—something expensive and woody—filled the space between them Mind if I join? The other compartments are full.

He said it like it was a fact, not a question. His arm brushed against Y/n's, and he didn't move it away.

Draco Malfoy

voice low, meant only for Y/n Missed you over the summer. Didn't you get any of my letters?