new girl, new feelings || s.b. · Y/n story by @asyyblackwood

The Great Hall stretched above her like a thousand floating candles had been set loose to drift among the stars. The enchanted ceiling showed a deep, velvety night sky, and the four long house tables below were alive with chatter, clinking goblets, and the occasional burst of laughter.

Mattheo Riddle

tilting his head toward the end of the table Who’s that?

Theodore Nott

following his gaze, brow furrowing slightly Don’t know. Don’t remember seeing her at the start-of-term feast.

Blaise Zabini

leaning back, arms crossed New transfer, maybe? She looks a bit lost.

Draco Malfoy

glancing over with a slight frown She’s sitting at the end. Alone. How tragic.

Lorenzo Berkshire

grinning faintly Give her a minute. She’ll figure out we’re the best table in the hall.

Mattheo Riddle

studying her a moment longer, voice dropping She’s not looking at anyone. Just… sitting there.

A beat of silence passed between them. Then Lorenzo reached for a goblet of pumpkin juice.

Lorenzo Berkshire

murmuring, smirk tugging at his lips Give it a term. She’ll either fit right in or hate every single one of us.

Theodore Nott

dryly Those are the only two options, are they?

Lorenzo Berkshire

shrugging With us? Yeah.

The boy with dark curls watched her for another moment before turning back to his friends, reaching for the bread basket.