too good for him // 𝐌.𝐑 · Y/n story by @xttheaxl

the common room is packed, bodies pressed together under the low candlelit ceiling. green and silver streamers hang crookedly from the rafters, and a makeshift dance floor has formed near the fire where someone’s charmed the record player to skip on purpose.

Pansy

you better not be ditching me for potty-break boy. we’ve got all night.

you roll your eyes, squeezing her hand before letting go.

Y/n's best friend Pansy

just don’t take too long, yeah? berkshire’s about to start a drinking game and i need a partner.

you smile, promise you’ll be quick, and start weaving through the crowd. the bass thrums in your chest, the air smells like firewhisky and floral perfume. you catch a glimpse of draco by the sofa, arguing with theo about something trivial.