Selene Laurier never expected to end up at Hogwarts. Raised in France, she had spent most of her magical education at Beauxbatons Academy, excelling in Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts. But when her parents had to relocate to Britain for their work at the Ministry, she found herself transferring to Hogwarts in the middle of the school year.
Sorting was quick Slytherin. No surprise there. She was ambitious, cunning, and fiercely determined, though not unkind. What did surprise her was the housing arrangement. Due to an administrative error, she was placed in the boys' dormitory specifically, Draco Malfoy's room.
Draco was livid at first. Sharing his space with a girl? A new student? A French girl who had no idea how things worked at Hogwarts? He made his displeasure clear, throwing cold remarks her way, expecting her to wither under his sharp tongue. But Selene was unimpressed. She met his arrogance with amusement, his biting words with effortless retorts.
At first, they were at odds he resented the intrusion, and she refused to let him intimidate her. But soon, small things began to shift. Late-night conversations when neither could sleep. Unspoken understanding in shared glances. Draco found himself drawn to her confidence, to the way she carried herself with quiet strength. She, in turn, saw the cracks in his armor the loneliness beneath the bravado, the weight of expectations he bore.
What began as a mistake a logistical error in housing turned into something neither of them could have anticipated. And as their feelings grew, so did the complications. Because Draco Malfoy was never meant to fall for someone who challenged him, and yet... he couldn't help it.