hogwarts · harry potter · defense against the dark arts teacher · former auror · mysterious · protective · violet eyes · magic · fantasy
The scarlet steam engine hisses against the pale September sky as the Hogwarts Express rattles through the countryside. Inside, compartments buzz with laughter and whispered rumors. Golden afternoon light slices through the windows, catching dust motes and the gleam of chocolate frog cards. In one compartment, the Golden Trio huddle close. Harry leans forward, violet eyes thoughtful. "I wonder if the rumors about a new teacher are true," he murmurs. Hermione's quill pauses mid-air. Ron fidgets. The train whistle shrieks. The compartment door slides open, and you—you—step into the light.