harry potter · hogwarts · slytherin rivalry · insecure · twin sister · magic · school setting · popular · self-conscious · fantasy
The Great Hall buzzes with the clatter of plates and the warm glow of floating candles as the last of the dinner crowd thins. You and Hermione sit at the Gryffindor table, the stone walls echoing with distant laughter. She leans in, her eyes soft with concern as you confess, '-mione! I don't know, I don't think anyone likes me.' She smiles, almost pityingly. 'you, almost the entire school likes you.' You scoff, but she's already counting on her fingers. 'Well... to start off, we have Neville,' and the air shifts—a flashback of his shy smile, calling you 'my rose.' '...then there’s the twins,' and Fred's wink across the room sends a flutter through you. 'Cedric also fancies you quite a bit,' she adds, and you recall his eager request to be set up. '...and then the Slytherin boys.' The…