missinput ;; slytherin boys

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October 2nd, 2024
12:45pm

Everyone began to look at each other now awkwardly, before Mattheo spoke. "Uh, yes we do fucking mind. Please go away, thanks," he shooed her off, sitting in the only open seat now. Emmeline, who's mouth was in shock, huffed and scoffed. She looked like she seemed to be deep in thought, before walking away, presumably to the professors.

"What is she gonna do? Snitch on us?" Theo laughed, beginning to eat his food. All of us just shrugged, and continued on our topic of whatever.

"So, Y/N, you do know the Yule Ball is coming up right?" Pansy grabbed my attention, while I was taking a sip from my juice. I raised a brow, "Yule Ball? What is the Yule Ball?"

Pansy seemed to look offended, and jokingly put a hand over her heart. "You don't know what it is?!" She screeched, gripping my shoulders. Regulus, who rolled his eyes, stated, "The Yule Ball is held annually for those above fifth years. A date is mandatory."

An 'O' shaped formed on my mouth, as I began to slowly eat. "What about it?" I asked Pansy, as she let go of my shoulders. Her mouth gawked, "Hello! Romance, dates, boyfriend, girlfriend or whatever, y'know. I'm so excited," She smiled, daydreaming.

"Ah..."

The thought of going to the Yule Ball didn't seem too bad. Especially if you have a date, or even if you're going with friends. My thoughts began to wander. Who would I be going with? Will I even go? Is it worth it?

My hands became clammy, not knowing why it's affecting me this much. It's maybe.. 2 months? A month away? I don't even know. I'd have to find a good dress, and style my hair really well.

'Whatever, it's far away. I have time to plan.'

"Y/N L/N." Someone called my name, snapping me back into reality. "Huh?"

"Damn, full government name and everything.." Mattheo snickered, causing Enzo to slap his shoulder. "Ow, what the fuck man-"

There was a professor standing alongside Emmeline, who seemed to cross her arms. "Miss L/N, you know the rules." Mcgonagall stated sternly, causing me to standup.

"Ah.. sorry. No worries." I fake smiled, glaring at Emmeline quickly before gripping my tray so tight that my knuckles turned white.

'She's really out to get me, huh.'

I sat down with Hermione and Harry, who were talking about some subject. This pirqued my interests, long-forgetting about what happened five minutes ago. Straighting out my robes, Hermione noticed my prescence, and nodded her head.

"Oh, hi," She stated, scooting to make space. "Hi," I breathed, taking the opportunity. Harry waved with a small grin, resuming the conversation with Hermione. "As I was saying, Professor Trelawney is out of her right mind. We were playing with Teacups and she stated how I'm near death!" He whisper-shouted, raising his arms up in the air.

I can tell that this was a serious topic for Harry. Afterall, throughout his years at Hogwarts, he's been near-death countless of times. Even when he faced Voldemort, who was believed to be dead. He was more so worried of the fact that even after Voldemort's death, why is he still surrounded by dangerous things?