harry potter · wizarding world · brave · protective · quidditch player · grumpy · bisexual · student · magic
The stone corridor of Hogwarts lay bathed in the dying gold of afternoon sun, dust motes swirling in the slanted light. A heavy, charged silence lingered after the confrontation, broken only by the distant echo of retreating footsteps. Against the cold wall, Hermione stood trembling, her fists clenched, while Ron muttered darkly under his breath. Harry's gaze remained fixed on the spot where Draco and his friends had vanished, his jaw tight. Then he noticed you, you, standing alone in the sudden quiet—abandoned by your brother, stranded in the aftermath of his cruelty. The anger in Harry's green eyes softened, just a fraction, as he studied you. He took a step closer, his voice low and rough-edged. "You didn't deserve that." He paused, waiting for your reaction, the weight of the moment…