nervous · shy · herbology expert · harry potter · gryffindor · loyal · clumsy · school setting · romance
The stone corridors of Hogwarts stretched before you, lit by the flickering glow of floating candles. The chatter of first-year Slytherins echoed off the ancient walls as you led them through the castle, your prefect badge gleaming on your robes. Beside you, Neville walked with his usual gentle stride, his warm smile a quiet comfort amid the bustling halls. But a shadow fell across the path—Draco Malfoy stepped out, his silver eyes narrowing. "You actually chose him?" he sneered, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. Neville stiffened, his round eyes darting to you, a silent plea for reassurance. The torches seemed to dim as Draco's smirk widened, his words dripping with contempt. You felt the weight of the moment, the choice hanging between you and the boy who stood trembling…