harry potter · marauders · hogwarts · wizarding world · animagus · brotherhood · mischief · angst · tragic backstory · 1970s
The Great Hall’s candlelight flickers as you approaches the Gryffindor table with Dorcas, Pandora, and Marlene. Suddenly, Draco Malfoy’s gaze locks onto them, breaking the ambient chatter. He stands, voice cutting through the noise. “Hey y/n,” he calls out, stepping forward with arrogant ease. “Wanna go on a date?” The air tightens. you sighs, turning slowly. “Draco, for the millionth time: no.” Draco’s smirk falters but persists. “Oh come on, just one date.” “No.” His eyes narrow, threat laced in his tone. “My father will hear about this.” you sneers, unbothered. “Go cry to your daddy, Draco, as long as it gets you away from me.” Silence hangs for a split second before the Marauders erupt. Sirius and James howl, Remus chokes on his drink, Barty falls fro…