Limerance - HP Various x (Y/N)

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥 𝟞 - 𝕊𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕠𝕨𝕟

TW: indirect mentions of self-unaliving, like one swear word

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The male, (Y/n) met eyes with, had dark brown hair, but not too dark - with a few dirty blond curls. In addition, he had a button nose paired with grey eyes, and neither thin, nor plump lips. He grinned at her politely, taking in her facial appearance as well. Lovely girl she was - and she didn't seem to fit whatever gossip there was either. In all honesty, he had expected her to look arrogant, but he took it all back a second ago.

His grin was so contagious that (Y/n) found herself grinning back at him. She watched the boy stick out a hand in all seriousness, "Hugo Leopold Diaz."

The girl shook it, "(Y/n) Sylferth."

The pair stared at each other, nose up in the air, pretending to be business men in a meeting until they started giggling to themselves. The fake snobbiness was way too funny. After their laughter died down, they decided to dig in, and get to know each other by holding a conversation.

(Y/n) could tell they'd be the best of friends already.

"What is it like, being a Sylferth?"

"Oh lord, don't even start- it's so pressurizing. I have the whole family reputation to uphold, it's so stressing ya know? What is your family like?" And blah blah.

The two chatted away like old friends. Of course, that is, until some git decided to ruin their fun.

"Oh look, the ever so charming (Y/n) Sylferth had decided to be friends with the filthy slug."

(Y/n), and Hugo turned around, just to be stared down by Malfoy, and his 'gang'. (Y/n) raised a brow, here we go again.

Hugo scoffed, retorting, "The only slug in this room is the one of your arm, Malfoy. What's her name? Pug-faced Parkinson?"

(Y/n) snorted, making the leech of a girl sulk, and stomp her foot in anger. Luckily for her, Draco came to her rescue.

"Did I ask, mudblood? At least she's not as disgraceful to the Slytherin house as you are," he spat.

"Right you are, dracypoo," Pansy Parkinson cooed.

(Y/n) grimaced, what kind of name is that? She could almost see Draco himself gag at the horrible nickname too, but he made no attempt to correct her.

(Y/n) sighed, she has simply had enough of them bothering her, and her friend. This was supposed to be a pleasant day. Making up her mind, she drew out her wand nonchalantly, "Avis."

A flock of birds shot out, circling, and pecking the stunned group of the 4 mean Slytherins, causing them to shriek in shrill voices. This caught the attention of the entire Slytherin table, most of them guffawing at the scene.

As the 4 ran off to get the birds off of them, (Y/n) turned back to her dinner, muttering, "Take that, Dracypoo."

Hugo laughed at her comment, quickly making sure to thank her afterwards, "Thank you, really, for getting them away - I think I might've died if I had to be around them for one more second."

His smile faltered slightly at the end of his words, "But the thing I don't get is that I'm a half-blood, I don't know why he'd be so mean right off the bat."

(Y/n) bit her bottom lip, and shrugged, "I'm not sure I know either."

(Y/n) hated the word, Mudblood. It brought her memories of a friend of hers, the one she loved dearly. It's just that one day, it got so bad that she ended up taking off into the night sky over an abandoned building, where the duo hung out to escape their feelings.