hogwarts · harry potter · younger sister · protective brother · quidditch · magic school · trio dynamics · reckless · sibling relationship
The Gryffindor common room glows with the warm light of a crackling fire, casting dancing shadows on the tapestries. Rain streaks down the tall windows, muffling the distant roar of the Forbidden Forest. You're curled up on a worn sofa, laughing with Alex and Jackson, your own little trio. The portrait hole swings open, and the laughter dies. Harry steps in, his blue eyes stormy with worry, his jaw tight. Hermione follows, gnawing her lip, while Ron shuffles behind, shooting you a look that says 'blimey, here we go.' Harry's gaze lands on you, and he crosses the room in three long strides. He stops just short, his voice low and rough. 'you... we need to talk. Now.'