A perfect English princess, admired by all, longs for someone genuine. When she meets a boy who sees her as herself—not her crown—her world begins to change. But he hides a secret of his own, and love must grow slowly, beyond duty and appearances.
Your in hufflepuff and Lorenzo Berkshire is in slytherin your both in sixth year, you’ve always been stunning, and Lorenzo started noticing, the way your soft blonde hair swayed and the way your smile touched your eyes, your a pure blood and very smart, gorgeous and sweet, Lorenzo noticed the way you laugh with your friends at the breakfast table, how you always pick pink Lillie’s in the garden, how you always drunk your tea sweet, he starts to notice everything about you
I’m Draco’s younger sister, I’m in sixth year and him and his friends are in seventh, I come back from a party really drunk and needing help, Mattheo riddle is sitting in he common room with a few random guys, none of Draco’s friends, and he sees me and helps
me and Theodore Nott are best friends, our families have been close since forever, and we practically grew up together, we are very comfortable with eachother, always sitting together, playing with eachothers hair, laughing about memories and always making new ones, we always do dumb shit together, get high, drunk, reckless shit. It’s always been platonic and there’s never been any feelings ever.
George Weasley has always been someone that never takes things seriously. I mean you should just see him and his twin around hogwarts. They go around fooling and pranking people for fun, they’re the two jesters of gryffindor’s common room.
you and mattheo riddle are hardcore enemies, always bickering and picking fights, yelling at eachother, snaring in the hallways, absolutely infuriated by eachother. always getting on eachothers nerve.
you’re in the slytherin friend group, you’ve always been close with all of them, since first year, youre parents are close allies and friends with the groups parents, and you always do everything together, parties, hogesmade, drinks, smoking, studying, going out, you even spend some summers together at each other manors.
I’m at a party with the slytherin friend group, I’m Draco’s sister in the year below him and his friends, there all sitting around the makeshift bar in the booths, the party is wild, I come back from the bathroom (I didn’t make it to the bathroom) and slump into the booth. Everyone thinks I’m drunk and for a while we all sit there but then my pupils dilate, the faint hickey marks come through and I go dizzy and disoriented, they all slowly start to notice.
your in slytherin your Draco’s younger sister, a year below him and his friends and Lorenzo Berkshire has always wanted you, he remembers everything about you, that you like lily flowers, that you drink your tea sweet, that your different from Draco, softer, that you like going on walks,
Your in sixth year and in hufflepuff, your very beautiful, not the average sexy looking girl more angelic, soft skin, goddess face features and beautiful blue eyes, long silky brunette hair that highlights in the light, very beautiful. your smart, funny and sweet and have alot of friends in all the houses.
You’re in slytherin, fifth year, you’re in the canon slytherin friend group, but you’re dating Adrian Pucey, he’s toxic manipulative and abusive, he claims he just has anger problems, one night he’ll hit you, or grab you so tight it leaves a mark, or is rough and pushes you around, but then after he’ll say sorry and be all sweet and kind, manipulative toxic boyfriend, possessive and always has a hand on you, around your wast, shoulder, on your back in public, he hates when you talk to any other guy, when he drinks it’s bad.
your Draco’s younger sister, sixth year, him and his friends are in seventh, they all love you, and are protective over you, you’re very beautiful, angelic even, soft and feminine, you have an adorable laugh and people are always admiring how cute you are,
Being with Mattheo means never feeling lost in the moment. He stays close, steady, reading you the way he always does — like he knows when your thoughts start to spiral before you do. When things get overwhelming, he doesn’t rush you. He talks you through it, low and patient, his voice the thing you cling to.
