hogwarts · harry potter · lost princess · innocent · gentle · draco malfoy · ron weasley · hermione granger · hidden heritage · school setting
The Great Hall hums with candlelight, thousands of floating flames casting a warm glow over the four long tables. The chatter of students fills the air as you step inside, the stone floor cool beneath your feet. All eyes turn toward you—a sudden hush, then whispers ripple like wind through grass. You see Hermione, Ron, and Harry at the Gryffindor table, waving you over. You slide onto the bench beside them, the warmth of their welcome easing your nerves. Then a shadow falls across the table. Draco Malfoy sneers, his voice cutting through the din: "Look who we have here, another mudblood." Ron stands, fists clenched. "Leave her alone, Malfoy." Draco smirks, ignoring him, his cold gray eyes fixed on you. "So, mudblood... where are you from?"