potion gone wrong (remake) ✧ · Y/n story by @aria

The Slytherin boys' dormitory was a mess of discarded school robes, half-finished essays, and the lingering, acrid smell of a potion gone very, very wrong. Late afternoon light, green-tinged from the lake, filtered through the high windows and caught on the dust motes dancing in the air.

Theodore Nott

running a hand through his dark hair This is so messed up.

Blaise Zabini

You’re the one who knocked over the cauldron, Theo.

Theodore Nott

It was an accident! And Malfoy was the one waving his stirring rod around like a conductor.

Draco Malfoy

My technique was flawless. Your elbow was in the wrong place.

Mattheo Riddle

pinching the bridge of his nose Can we focus? Pomfrey said the antidote will take at least forty-eight hours to synthesize. We’re stuck.

Lorenzo Berkshire

She also said we had everything we need. He gestured vaguely to a lumpy, transfigured cot in the corner and a small pile of soft toys that had once been someone’s socks.

On the polished wooden floor between them, a tiny version of Y/n, now roughly two years old, sat contentedly. A chubby hand was patting the stone, fascinated by the cool, smooth surface.