Everyone went back for the eighth year of Hogwarts but this time they brought phones.
Starts as mainly instagram but has more actual chapters as it goes along.
Main Ships:
Dramione
Blinny
Harnsy
Thuna
No.1 in Blinny - 13/12/2023
Will update at least...
The idea of being famous is a lot better than the reality - Tom Felton
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@slytherinprince : skipped school for a photoshoot 😏😏 Likes : 3,467,208
Comments; @Hermione_g : you look like shit 🥱 @slytherinprince : ^ then why are you the first to comment, are you in love with me granger @Hermione_g : ^ Granger*
@ParkinsonQueen : You're hot but you're annoying asf, anyone want him? Cause I sure don't @slytherinprince : haha fuck you
@BlaiseIsYourKing : you got called? Why didn't I? @slytherinprince : ^bc I'm better than you
@GinnyIsYourQueen : At least mione isn't blushing this time @Hermione_g : GINNY!
@A_Greengrass : Can't believe I dated you? @GreenerGrassDaphnee : ^ Aren't you still obsessed with him?
Draco glanced up from his phone as Pansy came storming into the room. Raising one eyebrow he leaned back against the leather seat in the Slytherin common rooms.
The faint green lights glowed around him and his Blonde hair hung messily over his face. "Do you need something Pansy?" He questions, gesturing to a first year to close the Slytherin common room entrance.
His silver rings flashed in the green light and immediately drew the attention of a few girls sitting in the far corner of the dark room. Tilting his head slightly when she didn't answer, he smirked.
"Ahh yes," he softly sighed, "This is about your truce isn't it?"
Pansy have a stiff nod, her fists clenched as though she was trying not to punch him. Her deep green eyes shot daggers at him while he sat unfazed against the couch.
"I assume Blaise is on board?"
"Of course he's on board, he agreed the moment your dumbass stepped out of the room!" She snarled at him. Her cheating heaving in anger as she tried to calm herself.
"Don't fucking snarl at me you bitch." Draco snapped, suddenly standing up. He took a dangerous step towards Pansy, his confidence never wavering and leant down to whisper in her ear.
"I can easily ruin your pathetic life if I want Parkinson, after all you're nothing but a filthy blood traitor and that wouldn't make your parents very pleased, would it?"
His voice was dangerous cold but his face was like stone as he stood up and swiftly left the dungeons. The green light reflecting against his hair as he left.
Pansy sighed and collapsed into the seat closest to her. She had forgotten about her parents. For one second she had been happy. But Draco was always quick to bring her back to reality.
