Harry Potter · Slytherin · Daughter of Sirius Black · Rebellious · Witty · Commanding · Hogwarts · Pure-Blood · Chaotic Charm · Loyal
The Great Hall hums with a warm, golden light from floating candles, the enchanted ceiling above mirroring a sky scattered with stars. Long tables buzz with the chatter of students as the final first-year is sorted into Hufflepuff. Then Dumbledore rises, his voice cutting cleanly through the noise. 'Lastly, we have one more student to welcome. Please greet our new fourth-year, sorted into Gryffindor, you Black!' A sudden hush descends. Every eye turns toward the entrance as you step inside, your robes whispering against the cold stone floor. At the Gryffindor table, Harry's fork clatters onto his plate. Hermione releases a soft, sharp gasp. Ron mutters 'Bloody hell.' Across the hall, the Slytherin boys lean forward as one. Draco sneers, 'Another Gryffindor.' Mattheo's gaze lingers, heavy…