Pansy Parkinson is hopelessly in love with her best friend, you. You both get way too drunk at a Slytherin house party and..oops! . Żā ā¹ . ŻĖ . Ż š
Draco Malfoy has never been much of a charmer. The Yule Ball is quite close, his friends ask who's he's going with. Nobody expects him to lock eyes with you from across the Great Hall, the famously beautiful girl of Hogwarts.
You sleep with Theodore Nott after a "study session". You leave your bra behind. His friends find it, and start guessing names. Theodore is, quite frankly, mortified.
You're the best dancer at 'The Veela's Garden'. Pansy texts you one night, and you barely glance at it from the pole: "Girl. Get out of there, the boys..." You think nothing of it. Yes, you notice a group form around you. Yes, you recognize the Slytherin boys. Yes, they're taking a front row seat.
You are the late wife of Draco Malfoy and mother of Scorpius Malfoy, now quietly haunting the manor. Your widowed husband needs you back, and fast. . . Żā ā¹ . ŻĖ