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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"Keep talking and I'll turn you into a soap dish,"
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ELSA POV
Dumbledore had insisted Harry return to Privet Drive at the beginning of the summer—"for protection," he'd said. So while the rest of us were holed up at 12 Grimmauld Place, half-resting and half-waiting, Harry was stuck with the Dursleys.
Until everything went sideways.
Moody, Sirius, my father, Tonks, Remus, and Kingsley burst into our room like a storm.
"What happened?" I asked, standing immediately.
"Harry's been attacked. Dementors," Sirius said grimly.
"What?!" we all shouted, nearly toppling over each other.
"Don't worry, we're going to get him," Moody said.
"I'm coming too," I declared without hesitation.
"No, you're not," Dad said firmly.
"But—"
"Elsa," he said, voice low but commanding.
I sank back into my seat, biting my lip, watching them disappear out the door.
Silence settled for a moment.
"So... anything exciting?" Hermione asked, almost nervously.
Anna looked even more nervous than her. "Actually... yes."
"What?" Hermione and I asked in unison.
"Don't be mad but... Draco and I are dating."
"You and Draco what?" I blinked, like I misheard.
"Draco. Relationship. Boyfriend." Anna winced.
"And you didn't tell me?" I asked, not angry—just surprised.
"I was scared," she muttered.
"Scared of me?"
"I thought you wouldn't support it."
"Wow. That hurts," I said, voice quieter than expected. "I was the one who didn't hex Malfoy when he gave you that Valentine in second year."
"I know. I just... couldn't bring myself to say it."
I sighed. Then smiled. "Fine. You're forgiven. But on one condition."
Anna blinked. "What?"
"You cook with me."
She groaned. "You know I can't cook."
Hermione leaned forward. "We'll help you."
"Me too!" Ro-Woon piped in from the doorway with Olaf waddling in behind him. The dark cloud above Olaf's head finally dissipated.
