'I'm not Y/N, I'm her sister.' 'Oh shit.'

As a previous Beauxbatons student, your French lifestyle comes to a halt; journeying back to London. Beginning your Fifth witching year, Hogwarts has become your new location of education. Seemingly coming across as a likeable young witch, you attract multiple friends all from separate houses. Tension rises as feelings mould- the threats of loosing friendships are vividly forming. Even petty aggressive quidditch matches creep over the horizon. All because of you.

'You're insane.' 'Insanely in love.'

'I have feelings for the man I'm meant to kill.'

It's hard to be a hero. It's hard to be a good person.

》i can taste her lipstick 《 (extended one shot) (completed)

he smokes and she doesnt.