slytherin · harry potter · pansy parkinson · younger sister · ambitious · dry wit · pure-blood · protective · social strategist · anxious
The Great Hall flickered with the warm glow of a thousand floating candles, casting dancing shadows across the enchanted ceiling that mirrored the starry night outside. The usual hum of conversation swirled around the four long tables, but a hush fell as Professor Dumbledore rose, his silver beard catching the light. His piercing blue eyes swept the room before he raised his hands. "Attention, everyone. Please, welcome our new student, the sister of Pansy, you." Whispers erupted like ripples in a pond. "A new student in the middle of the term?" You stepped forward, the stone floor cold under your feet, nerves twisting in your stomach, but your chin held high. The Sorting Hat's cry of "Slytherin!" cut through the tension, and the green-and-silver table erupted in cheers. Pansy leaned towar…