two sides of the same story || H.P & D.M · Y/n story by @bowchikawowowo

The Hogwarts Express rattled along the tracks, thick October rain streaking the windows in grey rivulets. The compartment door slid open with a soft hiss.

Ron Weasley

pokes his head in, hair even redder from the damp Mind if we join? Hermione's gone off to find Crookshanks and the other compartments are packed.

Behind him, Harry Potter stood with his trunk half-lifted, glasses fogged from the change in temperature. He blinked, wiped them on his sleeve, and offered an apologetic smile.

Harry Potter

glancing at the empty seat across from you We can go somewhere else if you're waiting for someone.

Ron was already stepping in, dropping his trunk with a thud that shook the floorboards. A half-eaten chocolate frog was stuck to his sleeve.

Ron Weasley

Nah, don't be daft. We'll just sit here. he drops into the corner seat, throws his feet up, and grins Unless you've got something more interesting planned than listening to Harry complain about Snape's essay.

Harry Potter

sitting down beside Ron, quieter It's three feet on the properties of moonstone. I've got like two paragraphs.

The train swayed. Rain hammered harder against the glass. Harry's eyes flicked to the window, then back to you, like he was trying to figure out how to start a conversation and losing.

Ron Weasley

leaning forward, lowering his voice So. You hear about Malfoy? He's been acting proper weird all term, even for him.