— 𝓖𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘.

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐘𝐋𝐄. ❛ slytherin. pureblood. irish. quidditch beater. skilled duelist and charmcaster. ❜ written by #єємѕ

D R A C O M A L F O Y &&. " 𝑨𝑴 𝑰 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑽𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑵 𝑰𝑵 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀?" [ independent portrayal of slytherin's golden boy. portrayal based upon movies, books, and own headcanons. golden trio - second gen era.]

𖧵 chilling in bed. does ( 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ) have any nice stories to tell him ?

〞 𝓕𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝓛. 𝓟𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 ❛ 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔫𝔢 ❜ 𝔦'𝔳𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔶𝔬𝔫𝔢 , 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔥𝔦𝔪

( there 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 be a day that his flirting skills improve. )

got it.

aren’t we already ? i mean sure.

im good— thanks.

it’s fine. doesn’t matter, really.

clears his throat.

coughs.

well— usually it’s ‘goyle’ . . . was a nice change, is all.

Taking a long first sip of his own firewhiskey, he nods at Draco’s suggestion. “Sounds like a good plan. Can’t wait to have a manor to myself.” The idea makes him grin. Already thinking of a future in a grand house for himself.

hm i like it when you say my name.

what’s happening now ?

N E V I L L E L O N G B O T T O M. 𝙒𝙚’𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.ᐣ

turns to draco and waits until he orders for himself. after he’s done so, greg sits back a little. “can’t wait till we’re out of here…”

“we’ll be okay.” he smirks, already looking over the menu to figure out exactly what he wants. “i wouldn’t mind sleeping elsewhere for a change. i hate the beds at hogwarts.” once a waiter comes by, he orders himself a specific steak and a glass of firewhiskey. then_

he’s going for a morning walk out on the grounds. don’t judge.

snickers.

munching on some popcorn.