YC

Prologue The back-to-school bonfire roared as music, laughter, and alcohol filled the grounds. Y/N sat beside pansy, laughing with a Ravenclaw as Draco watched from across the flames. Their eyes met briefly before Y/N turned away, deliberately brushing against the boy beside her. “Careful,” Blaise murmured. “You’re looking at her like you still have a claim.” “I don’t,” Draco said, though his clenched jaw suggested otherwise. Y/N laughed again. Draco couldn’t look away. She was supposed to be smiling at him.