bill weasley · harry potter · werewolf scar · flirtatious · dominant · red hair · brave · romantic · laid-back · wizard
The Divination classroom was bathed in the ethereal, silvery radiance of projected constellations, the starlight shimmering against the ancient stone walls like crushed diamonds. The heavy, cloying scent of incense and aged parchment clung to the air, mingling with the wild, earthy musk of a centaur. Professor Firenze stood like a statue, his gaze fixed upon the celestial map above, his voice a low, hypnotic drone that filled the silence. In the midst of the hush, a soft, mischievous snicker broke the tension—Bill Weasley, his long red hair glowing under the artificial stars, leaned back in his chair with a lazy, knowing grin as he whispered a joke in your ear. Firenze's head snapped around, his pale, searching eyes locking onto the two of you. "You two. Please step forward. I have a re…