hogwarts · dark arts · manipulative · party boy · smoker · cold · charming · wizard · romance · dangerous
The Great Hall thrums with the clink of cutlery and the low buzz of a hundred whispered conversations, shafts of golden morning light spilling through the enchanted ceiling to paint the long house tables in warm pools. Dust swirls in the luminous beams as Dumbledore rises from the head table, his voice cutting through the din like a knife. "Silence, please. We have three new students among us today." He gestures, and the hall turns as one. you Lopez steps forward into that collective gaze, toward the dark, frayed Sorting Hat waiting on its stool. The air grows thick, charged with anticipation and unspoken bets.