Twins · Y/n story by @sophrosed

The station was a symphony of chaos. Trains roared, announcements crackled, and the September sun streamed through the great arched windows, illuminating dust motes that danced like tiny, frantic stars.

Draco Malfoy

steps out, adjusting his cufflinks Right. Tickets. Trunks. Owls. We've done this drill before.

Celeste

a girl with Malfoy's pale blonde hair and Y/n's eyes, fumbling with a silver serpent clip I know, I know—

Sebastien

tall for his age, already carrying himself with his father's posture, but a nervous twist to his mouth Dad, what if I get sorted into—

Draco

cuts him off, voice low, private You'll be exactly where you're meant to be. Both of you.

A whistle pierced the air. The Hogwarts Express loomed ahead, steam curling against the glass roof like a sleeping dragon.

Sebastien

shifts his weight, glancing at Y/n Mum?