In the candle-lit halls of Hogwarts, where magic stirs with every whisper, Harry Potter begins his first year - unaware that fate has woven another soul into his journey.
Elsa Scamander, silent as snowfall and powerful as a storm, arrives cloaked in...
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"Guarding something?"
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The feast had ended, and one by one the students were led out of the Great Hall.
We followed Percy, who led the Gryffindor first-years through the moving staircases, past talking portraits and ghostly whispers, until we reached the Gryffindor common room.
"The password is Caput Draconis," Percy said, and the portrait of the Fat Lady swung open.
We climbed through the hole and entered a warm, inviting room glowing with the light of a crackling fireplace. Velvet armchairs, high-arched windows, and golden banners made the space feel like a fairytale.
"Girls' dorms up to the left, boys to the right," Percy instructed.
Anna and I gave each other sleepy smiles and climbed the spiral staircase to our dormitory.
We found our trunks already placed at the ends of the beds.
"Tomorrow's going to be amazing," Anna whispered as we changed into our nightgowns.
"Yeah," I replied, brushing out my hair. "But I hope I don't accidentally freeze the castle."
Anna giggled. "If you do, just make sure it's the Slytherin dungeons."
We laughed, climbed into bed, and soon, the room fell into silence.
Or, at least, I tried to sleep.
But my mind was restless.
The Sorting, the lake, that strange professor... and Harry.
The warmth I'd felt earlier returned like a flicker in my chest. I stared at the ceiling, unable to shake it off.
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I was yanked from sleep as Hermione and Anna dragged me out of bed-by the leg.
With a flick of my hand, I froze the floor beneath us. Both of them shrieked, let go of me, and slipped hard.
"Ahh, Elsa! That's not fair!" Anna groaned, rubbing her hip.
"You'll be late if you don't move. We've got five minutes!" Hermione scolded.
I shot up, slipped on my own icy floor, groaned, and melted it quickly with a snap.
They smacked the back of my head before helping me up, and I sprinted to the bathroom.
