Pillows, Plans, and Hogwarts Dreams

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The music filled the room with its upbeat tempo, and I couldn't help but get swept up in the infectious energy. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I were dancing like no one was watching. My room, usually so stately and reserved, had turned into a lively dance floor.

Hermione and I exchanged a look and decided it was time for a little fun. With a burst of laughter, we each grabbed a pillow and pelted Ron and Harry with it. Ron ducked, his face a picture of surprise, while Harry tried to block Hermione's pillow with his own, both of them laughing uncontrollably.

As the music blared, I caught my breath and said, "Guys, seriously! Sit the hell down and tell me all about Hogwarts."

Ron and Harry collapsed onto the floor, their faces flushed with laughter. Hermione, still holding her pillow, joined us on the plush carpet, and we all settled down, the room now filled with the soft glow of the evening light.

"Alright, alright," Ron said, grinning as he tried to smooth his ruffled hair. "We'll tell you everything you need to know."

Hermione's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as she spoke. "So, there are four houses at Hogwarts: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own qualities. Gryffindor values bravery and courage. Hufflepuff is all about loyalty and hard work. Ravenclaw prizes intelligence and creativity, and Slytherin values ambition and cunning."

I listened intently, absorbing every detail. "I've read about them, but it's nice to hear it from you guys."

Harry leaned forward, his expression serious yet excited. "The Sorting Hat will decide which house you belong to. It's not just about what you want; it's about where you fit best."

I turned to Ron, curious. "What's it like in Gryffindor?"

Ron's face lit up with enthusiasm. "It's amazing! We've had so many adventures. The common room is warm and cozy, with a fire always burning. There's always something happening, whether it's Quidditch practice or avoiding Filch."

Hermione added, "Every house has its strengths and its own kind of family. You'll find your place and make friends who will become like family."

I took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "I can't wait to be there. It sounds like an incredible place."

Harry smiled, his eyes twinkling. "It really is. And you'll fit right in. Hogwarts has a way of making everyone feel at home."

As we continued talking and laughing, I felt my nerves start to ease. It was comforting to hear about Hogwarts from my friends, and their excitement was contagious. I was finally where I belonged, and the anticipation of starting this new chapter in my life felt thrilling.

Suddenly, Hermione stood up with a determined look on her face. "Alright, you idiots," she said, her voice filled with playful authority. "Enough with the Hogwarts talk. Let's dance!"

With that, she turned up the music and pulled Harry and Ron to their feet. They joined in with renewed enthusiasm, and soon the room was alive with laughter and movement again. I couldn't help but join in, dancing along with my friends, grateful for this moment of joy and camaraderie before the new adventure began.

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