Journey of Vinny McMillan, twin sister of Ernie McMillan, a talented seer. This story starts in 4th year and goes to the end of 7th.
Multiple characters x OC/reader (Mostly Theo Nott though)
There is smut in this book, but there is a warning before...
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The next morning, I wake up and Astoria's already gone. She didn't bother to wake me up or anything like she normally would. I'd have to add that to my new list of Astoria's odd behaviours.
I look over at the clock and see that it's ten 'till breakfast. I curse under my breath and rush to get ready. I grab two hair ties and put them on my wrists; I'd have to braid my hair at Breakfast. I quickly put on my uniform and robes before fastening the straps of my Mary Janes. I quickly brush my teeth, reciting the Happy Birthday song twice and apply some mascara. I swing the door to my dorm open and reveal Theo with his hand raised to knock, eyes blown wide in surprise.
"Oh! I was just about to grab you. Way to wake me up, though. You really startled me." He laughs as he grabs my hand and pulls me out of my dorm. I quickly grab my bag and close the door as he pulls me down the hall.
"Are we in a rush?" I ask, amused.
He shakes his head, "Not really."
"Then why are you practically dragging me to the Great Hall?" I ask, pulling my arm from his grasp.
He pauses, "I just don't want to be late to breakfast, Darling. I'm starved!" He whines, interlacing his hand with mine as he pulls me along again.
I roll my eyes and follow his lead, "Where are we sitting?"
"What?" He asks through furrowed brows, confused.
"Where are we sitting? Like with the Trio or our friends." I ask, clarifying my point.
"Oh shit, I forgot about that. Um- Do you think they'd kill us if we sat at Slytherin table? We can't be raising suspicions."
I shrug, "I don't know. Guess we'll find out later."
We both head over to our table and sit down across from Draco and Matheo. Draco's zoned out, poking at his meal while Matheo is the complete opposite. He sits with a copy of the Daily Prophet in one hand while his other is shoveling eggs into his mouth, a calm and collected look on his face. Pansy and Daphne are gossiping on the other side of us and Astoria's sitting by Lorenzo, a dazed look on her face while Lorenzo is scarfing down some pancakes. Boys.
I begin to place some food on my plate when Matheo finally looks up. " Good morning, " he greets.
"Morning," Theo replies, pouring a cup of coffee.
"Where's Blaise?" I ask and Matheo shrugs.
All of the sudden the doors to the Great Hall slam open as Blaise rushes down the hall, sliding into the seat next to me.
"Here! I'm here!" He spits, out of breath.
I look at him, an amused look on my face, "And where have you been?"
"Uh- I got lost?" He tries.
"He was probably shagging Luna, that dirty bloke. He didn't even bother stopping by our dorm last night." Lorenzo shouts from across the table, earning looks from our fellow housemates.
