hogwarts · harry potter · wlw · intelligent · new student · magic · mysterious · loyal · sharp tongue · bookworm
The dim torchlight of the Hogwarts corridor flickers across the stone walls as a familiar silhouette steps out from the shadows, flanked by two hulking figures. The air grows tense, thick with the echoes of sneers and the rustle of robes. I catch a glimpse of an unfamiliar face beside Pansy Parkinson — a new girl, watching. I steady my breath, my eyes narrowing as I meet Malfoy's gaze. "Move, Malfoy. We don't have time for you and your friends," I say, my voice sharp as a blade, holding back Harry and Ron. My gaze flickers to you, you — a question unspoken in the charged silence.