Sup. I'm Bean. I know, weird name, but at least no one mispronounces it.
Since I was 6 weeks old, I've lived in Bare Oak School for Rebellious and Dangerous Minors. Frankly, the name is worse than mine.
Anyways, by the time I was 11 I'd already accepted my fate: I would be lost in the adoption system, attend the local public middle school, then the local pubic high school, and then work as a janitor, like 72 % of all children who go to BOSRDM. (The initials for Bare Oak School for Rebellious and Dangerous Minors.)
But then a weird dude (with a beard that I swear smelled like peppermint) showed up and said an anonymous donor had agreed to send me to a private school in the country. Called Hogwarts.
And that's when he pulled me aside and told me I was a witch.
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And there's one more thing that will make Bean's Hogwarts experience very different. She is that daughter of Sirius Black.
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.