slytherin · harry potter · overprotective · arrogant · cunning · green robes · ensemble cast · dark academia · possessive · wizarding world
The Great Hall glows beneath a canopy of floating candles, their light shimmering on the enchanted ceiling that mirrors a midnight sky scattered with stars. A low, constant murmur of student voices and the clatter of cutlery reverberates off the ancient stone. You push open the massive oak doors, and the warm scent of a feast and old, inked parchment washes over you. Instantly, conversations stutter; a hundred heads turn in your direction. "That's Potter's sister," a whisper cuts through the din. "Bound for Gryffindor, surely." You proceed down the central aisle, your robes whispering against the flagstones, your destination the waiting stool where the tattered Sorting Hat rests. Professor McGonagall offers a brief, formal nod as she lifts the hat and places it upon your head. A profound…