"Shhhh, you're gonna wake her up!"
"Okay, okay, sorry,"
I groan and turn over, facing the other bed in the room. My eyes shoot open and there are 2 girls looking at me, sheepishly.
"Oh, sorry," A girl with blonde hair says as she angrily looks at the brunette next to her. "I told you, you were being too loud, Sybill,"
I sit up on the bed. "It's alright," I say before any fights start. I look at the time. Half-past 7. I look back at the two girls to find both of them looking at me.
"Hi, uh..I'm Y/N L/N," I introduce myself, quite uncomfortable with the sudden eye contact. The blonde smiles and puts her hand out for me to shake. "I'm Celeste Black, and this is Sybill Podmore," I widen my eyes, but before I can say anything, she reads my mind and quickly tells me she isn't related to Sirius Black, and Sybill isn't related to Sturgis Podmore.
I make an "O" shape with my mouth and nod. They look at each other, as if they are communicating telepathically, and then look at me at the same time.
Wow, that was creepy.
"Do you want to come to breakfast with us?" They offer. I guess it wouldn't hurt to make friends with them, especially since I can't see Hermione all the time.
"Sure, just give me a second to freshen up," I tell them and they nod. I head out of my dorm and towards the bathroom.
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"So, Y/N, why did you join Hogwarts so late?" Sybill asks.
"I'm not sure, exactly. My letter got lost in the mail, I guess," I joke.
They laugh.
"That seems highly unlikely, especially since you're literally in a magic school..." Celeste comments.
I didn't want them to know I had been homeschooled for 2 years. I didn't want anyone to know. I didn't want them to know my mother was a muggle, and that for 2 years she had hid my Hogwarts letter, because she thought it was a prank. I didn't want them to know how my mum got so angry at my father, from hiding the fact he was a WIZARD. I didn't want them to know how my mother left my father.
"Yeah, it really does seem unlikely. I don't know how it happened," I say, and we leave it at that.
The dining hall is buzzing with conversation. The smell of pancakes waft through the air and reach my nose.
"Pancakes," Sybill says as her mouth waters.
And I guess Sybill's nose too. I laugh at the face she's making.
"Merlin, Sybill, you look crazy right now," Celeste looks at her weirdly. We sit at the Slytherin table and I look at the Gryffindor one, trying to find Hermione. I spot her and try to make eye contact with her, but she's too busy scolding Ron, so I give up. I take a bite of my pancake and make conversation with Sybill and Celeste, and we talk about how excited we are for Hagrid's first class, and my first class in general at Hogwarts.
They also give me a rundown of everyone here. Including the teachers.
"Snape is a real hottie, I think," Sybill says and Celeste swats her arm.
"You're disgusting," Celeste states and turns to me. "Snape is a grumpy old man, nothing more," She tells me.
Sybill gives her a death stare. "How dare you insult him like that," She scoffs. They start to argue and I scan the room.
Draco's here.
The boy's sitting at the far end of the table, chatting with 2 boys. I then realise I'm sitting where he pushed me off from, and I wince. I look at my arm. The wound is barely noticeable now. My mind is occupied with what to think of him, since he pushed me but apologised. As I bring myself back to reality, I find that I've been staring at him far too long, and now he's looking at me with a smirk on his face.
He stands up and instructs the two boys to stay where they are, walks past me and gives me a brief nudge on my shoulder, indicating for me to follow him. I nervously tell the girls that I'm going to visit the bathroom for a second and exit the hall.
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After what seems like ages trying to find him, I give up and come to the conclusion that I wasn't meant to follow him, until he pulls me into a storage room.
The room smells musty, and is barely big enough to fit one person. So when I'm pulled in, I'm pressed up against him.
"Can't take your eyes of me, hm?" He smirks and places his hand on the small of my back. I roll my eyes. "Yeah, you're so ugly it's just insanely hard to believe," I state, a smile plastered on my face.
He lets out a hearty laugh that gives me shivers, but I try not to show that I'm flustered.
"Well, I could say the same for you, but I'd be lying," He turns us so that my back is up against the wall and his hands are pressed against the wall next to me. The sudden compliment sends another shiver down my spine. I pray to Merlin he can't see the goosebumps on my arms. The smile on my face is gone, replaced by a blush. I'm thankful the room is dark, so he can't see my face.
We stare at each other for a while. The atmosphere is filled with tension and the silence is so loud. I decide to break it.
"Why did you bring me here, Draco?" I ask him. He clears his throat and removes his hands from the wall.
"Right, why did I bring you here..." He mutters. It's so soft, I don't think he meant for me to hear it. Is it really possible he brought me for the sake of it?
"Well, I thought you might have wanted to say something to me, since you were staring just now," He says.
"For the last time Draco, I wasn't staring!" I defend myself and find my right leg starting to hurt. I try to shift my weight onto my other leg, but I end up tripping over myself because of the small space and land right on Draco.
I'm probably red as a tomato.
Draco's hands are now hugging my waist and mine are pushed up against his chest.
"Shit, sorry.." I mumble, removing myself from him. I open the door, not being able to regain composure and not wanting him to see my red face, I run out the door.
Oops.
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A/N: HEYYY I HOPE U LIKED THIS CHAPTER. more draco content next chapter too ;)
i wanted yall to have some friends from slytherin and not be alone all the time so theres sybill and celeste!!!! see yall tomorrow :) <3

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