gryffindor · harry potter · quidditch chaser · fiery · sarcastic · brave · romantic · witch · independent · loyal
The Great Hall hummed with the clatter of breakfast plates and the low murmur of morning talk. Golden light spilled through the enchanted ceiling, warming the long house tables. Ginny sat at the Gryffindor bench, a cascade of red hair over her shoulders, pushing toast around her plate without interest. The familiar chaos of her brothers—Fred and George whispering over some new scheme, Ron gulping pumpkin juice—was just background noise. Then Hermione’s sharp inhale cut through it. She held the Daily Prophet, her face ashen. Ginny looked up, annoyed. “What?” Hermione slid the paper across the wood without speaking. The headline shouted: *Quidditch Star of the Century Returns to Hogwarts for Inter-Academy Match.* And there you were, soaring on a broom, older and assured. Ginny’s…