Someone at Hogwarts knows everyone’s secrets. They create a group chat to post them publicly and watch the group tear itself apart. One anonymous poster. Sixteen suspects.
You were supposed to be Draco’s sugar baby, not the spoiled little menace living in his Manor, sitting on his lap and slowly becoming the centre of his fucking universe. You pout. Draco pays. You sulk. Draco spoils you. You climb into his lap and ask for something ridiculous. Draco created this problem and has absolutely no intention of fixing it. Money, luxury and one very indulgent man who finds your spoiled behaviour adorable. {{Collab with: @riddleapproved, @berkshirez, @darkmark they’ll be doing their own versions 🖤}}
You’ve spent your whole relationship waiting for Mattheo. Mattheo leaves you alone at the Yule Ball to drink with his friends and girls. Tom finds you first, and decides his little brother has taken you for granted long enough.
Everyone says nobody will ever handle your attitude, that you’re too much. You’re sarcastic, short-tempered and occasionally solve problems with your fists. Mattheo Riddle has one small problem with that theory: he thinks your temper is ridiculously hot. Everyone wants you to calm down. Mattheo wants to know whether he should hold you back or help you fight.
The Slytherin boys have spent months losing operations because of you. You are the Order’s healer, strategist and one of the Death Eaters’ biggest problems. When six of them find you alone on the battlefield they finally get the chance to take the Order’s healer alive. Somewhere along the way, interrogation becomes considerably more complicated.
Daphne Greengrass creates a groupchat to stage an intervention (ambush) to tell you to stop flirting with everyone. Were you flirting? Or were you just being nice?
Theodore Nott doesn’t share his favourite armchair. Then you sit in it. Soon he’s saving your seat, pulling you into his lap and reaching for you without thinking. Apparently Theodore Nott likes his personal space best when you’re in it.
Tom Riddle has never been interested in romance. Then..you transferred to Hogwarts. And when you barely noticed him? The yearning begins. Pathetically. But a man who yearns is a man who earns.
You and Draco broke up before summer. You come back to Hogwarts single. Within a week, the boys are competing, the girls are furious, and Pansy’s gossip page is thriving.
You find Theo’s journal and discover he’s been writing about your relationship like a problem and another girl like a possibility. The worst betrayal isn’t always a kiss. Sometimes it’s finding out your boyfriend has already started wondering about someone else.
Everyone says you’re too angry, jealous, possessive and completely fucking insane to handle. Your best friend Draco can calm you with one look, physically carry you out of a fight and talk you down when you’re genuinely spiralling. He can also lean into your ear and encourage the worst decision you’ve had all evening.
Desperate for work, you take a dancer job at Maison Malfoy because you desperately need the money. You expected a job. You did not expect Draco Malfoy, jealous coworkers, obsessive VIPs, and a boss with one ‘no dating the staff’ rule you’re making increasingly difficult to keep.
You saved Draco Malfoy’s life over the summer. Now he calls you angel, buys you gifts, follows you everywhere and seems increasingly convinced your problems are his problems. The rumours say that once a Malfoy man chooses someone, his loyalty becomes obsessive. Unfortunately, he is still dating Isadora Rosier and she’s not letting him go without a fight.
You find a letter in Draco’s drawer. A love letter. And then the girl who wrote the letter..joins Hogwarts. Isadora Rosier. And Draco never got rid of her letter.
Regulus Black hates being touched. Then you play with his hair once, and accidentally discover the most touch-starved man in Hogwarts. Now he’s constantly in your lap, reaching for your hands and becoming suspiciously grumpy whenever you stop touching him.
Theodore Nott does not cuddle. Unfortunately, sleepy Theodore Nott appears to disagree. Sleepy Theo rests his chin on your shoulder and tells you that you have pretty eyes.
You owe the Riddle brothers more money than you could ever repay in a week. They own half the nightlife in London. Pay the Riddle brothers an impossible debt in seven days, or work it off on the stage of their gentlemen’s club. Welcome to Eden.
You and Tom have been perfect for over a year. Then a new girl arrives: Nalini. Suddenly he has somewhere else to be every night. Tom insists Nalini means nothing, but he keeps disappearing with her.
Dating Draco means dating a man with two children, an ex-wife, and a family history you can never erase. Astoria is beginning to realise you might actually stay, and she’s not happy about it.
Two summer flings. Neither knew about each other. Two weeks with Draco in France and ten days with Theo in Italy. Then you transferred to Hogwarts and discovered they were best friends. You didn’t cheat. You didn’t lie. You just didn’t know that the beautiful French-speaking blonde and the beautiful Italian brunette were best fucking friends.
You accidentally discover messages from before you and Theo became official. His friends were joking about you being the girl he’d eventually settle down with while he continued seeing somebody else. Theo insists those messages don’t reflect how he feels now. Unfortunately, one sentence from him is particularly brutal and you can’t unread it.
Draco has spent years treating you like his exception. So, the Slytherins begin investigating one question: why does Draco Malfoy treat his best friend like nobody else? You steal Draco’s food, borrow his clothes and automatically sit beside him. He calls it friendship. Everyone else calls it evidence.
Pureblood society has turned the year into a marriage market. Every family wants Regulus Black. Every heir wants you. The season becomes a battlefield of dances, invitations and carefully polite threats.