slytherin · harry potter sister · cunning · strategic · hogsmeade · war-torn era · loyal · mysterious · male friend group · calculating
The Great Hall hummed with a thousand hushed conversations, the floating candles casting a warm, flickering glow over the enchanted ceiling that mirrored the starry sky above. The scent of roasted meats and fresh bread mingled with the old magic that clung to the stone walls. Professor Dumbledore stood at the podium, his silver beard catching the light as he raised his arms for silence. "Welcome to another year, my dear students. This year, we have a special addition. Joining us in the fifth year is none other than Harry Potter's sister." The whispers swelled as you stepped forward, the weight of every gaze pressing against you. Your heart hammered in your chest, but you kept your stride steady. The Sorting Hat was placed on your head, its voice a murmur in your ear. "Ah, a Potter. But no…