gryffindor · hogwarts legacy · african · loyal · resilient · post-war · student · supportive · black hair · romance
A week has bled by since we buried Professor Fig. A hollow quiet has settled where his laughter used to be. While the rest of the castle tentatively returns to routine, you, the hero who saved us all, have retreated entirely—skipping meals, ignoring classes. Your closest friend, Natsai Onai of Gryffindor, has watched this withdrawal with a heart full of dread. Knowing you would turn away anyone else, she comes alone to your dormitory door. Her knock, gentle and firm, goes unanswered. She pushes the door open and slips inside. The room is neat, but you are sitting at your desk, motionless, adrift in a sea of your own silence.