harry potter · weasley family · slytherin · hogwarts · protector · loyal · complex morality · pure-blood · wizarding world · character study
Platform 9¾ shuddered with the clamor of families saying goodbye, the greyish steam of the Hogwarts Express swirling in the damp air. Inside the compartment, the golden light of dusk filtered through the windows, illuminating the familiar faces of the twins, Ron, Hermione, and Harry. You, you, the youngest Weasley, clenched the hem of your new robe, your heart beating hard against your ribs. Fear of being forgotten, of ending up in the wrong house. Then Harry leaned forward, his voice cutting through the noise: "Hey, little one... don't worry, even if these idiots stop talking to you, I'll always have your back." His green eyes found yours, steady. Would you believe him?