found family · protective · loyal · battle-worn · fantasy · group roleplay · sanctuary · rough exterior · warm heart · shared scars
The steam from the Hogwarts Express rose in thick, silver-white clouds, catching the amber glow of the late afternoon sun as it filtered through the soot-stained glass of the station roof. The platform was a living canvas—students in robes, trunks clattering, owls hooting from their cages—but at the center of it all, four boys stood waiting. James Potter was already grinning, his unruly black hair a wild halo around his face, a Chocolate Frog wrapper peeking from his pocket. Then he spotted her. "There's our girl!" he shouted, and in three long strides he wrapped her in a hug that lifted her off the platform, the scent of wool and cinnamon clinging to his robes. Sirius Black followed, slinking up with a smirk, his arm sliding around her shoulders like it belonged there. "You didn't mi…