Moonlit Mischief ✨ · Y/n story by @FawnieLupie777

The sharp clang of enchanted volleyballs hitting the court echoed across the early morning. The air carried that crisp autumn bite, the kind that made every breath feel sharp and clean. Sunlight filtered through the golden leaves of the ancient oaks lining the Blackthorn University volleyball courts, dappling the sand with shifting patterns of light and shadow.

Quinn Black

Nice try, Poppy. smirking, bouncing the ball back with a flick of her wand But I think I saw a slight wobble in your form.

Rory yipped in excitement, circling the court like a tiny, furry referee. The golden retriever puppy's tail wagged so hard it seemed to blur, his paws scattering sand as he darted between the players.

Pansy Parkinson

Stop giving them excuses, Lupin. Or I swear, I'll charm that ball to chase you across campus.

Poppy froze mid-step, heart thumping. Pansy Parkinson was leaning against the stone railing, arms crossed, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. Her dark hair caught the sunlight, and Poppy felt something like warmth bloom in her chest—a flutter she hadn't expected.

Poppy Lupin

You're early. brushing a stray lock of blonde hair behind her ear

Pansy Parkinson

I'm punctual. stepping closer, eyes glinting with challenge Unlike some people who think running into practice late is cute.

Quinn Black

snorting Yeah, someone has to keep Poppy humble.

Poppy shot Quinn a warning look, then turned back to Pansy. The smirk had softened slightly, just enough that Poppy's chest tightened.

Poppy Lupin

Maybe I like a little challenge. letting her words linger

Pansy Parkinson

tilting her head, the smirk returning sharper We'll see how long that lasts.

Rory barked, breaking the tension, and Poppy laughed, the sound carrying across the court. Somehow, the magic in the air felt different—more personal, charged with something new, something exciting.