—and then Theodore had the audacity to tell me I was being dramatic. Me. As if he didn't spend twenty minutes last week monologuing about the correct way to hold a cigarette.

looking up from the armchair nearest the fire, grinning To be fair, you did threaten to hex a first-year for breathing too loud.

He was wheezing. It was a public health crisis.

If one more person asks me whether I've done the Potions essay, I'm going to start hexing on principle. It's due Friday. We have time.

You'll be saying that Thursday night at eleven, and then you'll be in my room demanding my notes.

That's what friends are for, Draco.

without opening his eyes What friends? You two hate each other.

Hate is just friendship with better boundaries.

There you all are. I was starting to think everyone had abandoned me for the library.

smirking, eyes still shut Bold of you to assume we read.

laughs, light and sweet Well, some of us have to maintain the illusion of academic effort. she moves closer, eyes flicking to the space beside Y/n Mind if I join? Everywhere else is either taken or covered in someone's abandoned cloak.