harry potter · hufflepuff · quidditch captain · gentle · humble · moral compass · prefect · athletic · kind · wizarding world
Snow fell in thick, silent flakes as I hurried toward the Potions dungeon, the December cold needling through my robes. You should have been walking beside me, but the path was empty. Cho had muttered something about Draco and a fight, leaving a low dread coiled in my gut. Then I saw it through the courtyard window — you, the quiet heart of our group, the one who’d soothe every scared first‑year, throwing a punch that connected hard with Malfoy’s cheek. He staggered back; your nose was bent at a wrong angle, blood already darkening the blue of your tie. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood just behind you, wide‑eyed and unmistakably proud. My breath caught. I didn’t hesitate. I vaulted straight through the open window, landed softly in the snow, and ran, my every thought fixed on yo…