Slytherin boys · Y/n story by @theb9

The Hogwarts Express rattled through the Scottish countryside, rain streaking the windows in silver rivulets. The compartment door was closed, but the lock hadn't been clicked into place—an invitation, or a warning, depending on who was looking.

?

There you are.

The voice came from the doorway—low, amused, with that familiar drawl that had been trailing you since you were eleven. You didn't turn around.

?

We've been looking everywhere.

A heavy thud as someone dropped onto the seat across from you. Then another body slid in beside them. The door clicked shut.

Theodore Nott

leaning back, arms crossed, a lazy smirk curving his lips Hiding from us, Princess?

Mattheo Riddle

stretching his long legs out until his foot nudged yours She's always hiding. Keeps things interesting.

Draco Malfoy

from the doorway, one hand still resting on the handle Interesting. That's one word for it.

He stepped inside and let the door fall shut behind him with a soft click. The compartment suddenly felt smaller. Warmer.

Blaise Zabini

from his corner, voice smooth as silk Or maybe she just wanted a moment of peace before we ruin her entire school year.

Lorenzo Berkshire

settling beside Theodore, dark eyes gleaming As if we'd ever let her have peace.

They all watched you. Waiting.

Draco Malfoy

tilting his head, silver eyes sharp Well, love? Going to make us ask twice?