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no texting in the library (t.m.r.)

tom’s phone buzzed in his right pocket. looking around not wanting to disturb anyone he slowly pulled it out. the studying first and second years around him paid no attention, noses buried in their own work.

you have been added to a chat

the brown haired boy looked at his screen quizzically. then he waited.

he wouldn’t be able to know the members of the group until one of them sent a text.

malfoy: hey sisters

he let out an inaudible groan.

oh merlin not malfoy again. since tom’s transfer to hogwarts, him and lestrange have been trying to befriend him. well, abraxas did most of the harassing- uh talking. his buddy usually looked like he didn’t want to be there, and their third counterpart of the trio, (y/l/n) was always missing in action during these encounters. which was strange, because they were always together.

tom typed a question mark, but then erased it. he decided to play along.

meanwhile…

you slapped malfoy in the back of his head.

“ ‘hey sisters’ really?”

“well i’m sorry was i supposed to say ‘good evening.’ or something?” he sassed, rubbing the back of his head.

“well he wouldn’t have said that if someone just decided to talk to him.” lestrange said pointedly, turning the page of his book. you opened your mouth about to say some snarky remark, but decided against it. it would only sound like you were making excuses. he smirked at the victory.

“stop smirk-“

“Shhh! Shh!” malfoy interrupted, bringing his finger to your lips. “he’s typing, he’s typing.”

tom: hello

tom stared at the blue bubble he just sent. another buzz.

you: hey tom, excuse my buffoon of a friend

his eyes widened. you typed so fast he didn’t even see the typing notification. his cheeks got warm and heart began to race. he always thought you were cute since the time you two were paired up in potions. but he never pursued you, he thought you didn’t like him because you seemed to disappear whenever he was around, unlike your two friends that seemed to do just the opposite.

“did you really copy and paste that from your notes?” lestrange huffed, shaking his head.

“i was practicing if abraxas would say something stupid. which he did.”

“heyy…” the blonde fake pouted. the two of you stared at your phones, waiting.

“Rein say something.” the pair of you said in unison. the slytherin looked up from his page and at his housemates’ expecting faces. with a groan he pulled out his phone and typed.

lestrange: we should all hang out sometime

a loud “no!” shouts from the other side of the library, pulling toms attention from his screen. what indecent person makes such noise in a library?

“lestrange, you imbecile! why were you so direct?” malfoy whisper-yelled. in all honesty he was probably more upset than you were. he was a romantic, and mapped a diligent plan that ended in cornering you and tom in the chat, before leaving with reinhard.

“someone had to create a reason for them to see each other sooner or later,” lestrange shrugged, “and i just made it sooner.”

tom typed his response and immediately placed his phone face down on the table the moment he hit send. a loud whoop sounded from the same place across the library, tom’s queue to find a quieter place to study.

tom: it’s a date ;)