New Girl // D.M. · Y/n story by @hershyclassical

The Slytherin common room was dim and green-lit, the lake pressing against the windowpanes like something breathing. It was nearly curfew, and most of the students had already retreated to their dorms.

Mattheo Riddle

You're going to wear a hole through that floor, you know.

Lorenzo Berkshire

Leave him alone.

Mattheo Riddle

I'm just saying. Ten more minutes and he's gonna break through to the common room below.

Draco's jaw tightened. He said nothing.

???

So where is she tonight?

Pansy. She stood at the bottom of the stairs, still in her school robes, one hand on her hip. Her dark eyes flicked pointedly between the boys. When no one answered, she rolled them.

Pansy Parkinson

London. I mean, not Y/n. your girlfriend.

The fire crackled. The silence stretched too long.

Lorenzo Berkshire

She's… around.

Mattheo Riddle

Over in the corner, arms folded, not making eye contact? Yeah, I think she'd be pretty done.

Pansy snorted softly under her breath, then moved to sit on the arm of the sofa. Draco didn't look at her.

Pansy Parkinson

You know, you could just move from that spot and go talk to her. Revolutionary concept, I know.

???

Might be a bit late for that.

Theodore's voice came from the shadow near the bookshelf. He wasn't looking at anyone either. His voice was flat, almost pitying.

Theodore Nott

Saw London dragging him off to the library again after dinner. She had her hand in his. He didn't pull away.

The room fell quiet.