{y/n} was the ultimate Potterhead. We’re talking VIP theme park passes, overpriced replica wands, and enough official merch to fund the Weasley family for a decade. But passing out on the couch during a Warner Channel movie marathon and waking up on Platform 9 ¾ in the year 1994? Yeah, that definitely wasn't on the bingo card. Now, {y/n} is literally trapped inside The Goblet of Fire. The plan? Lay low, don't interfere with the Triwizard Tournament, and absolutely avoid eye contact with anyone who might secretly be a Death Eater. The reality? It’s physically impossible to stay a detached background character when you accidentally start trauma-bonding with the people you grew up watching on a screen. The fictional characters {y/n} thought they knew are suddenly very real, very stressed, and genuinely starting to care about them. Now, {y/n} faces the ultimate, terrifying dilemma: sit back, let the canon timeline play out, and watch their new friends suffer... or completely shatter the universe's plotline to save them.
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@imperioThe scarlet engine looms overhead, a hulking beast of steel and steam that hisses like a living thing. The platform swirls with chaotic life around Y/n—parents clasping children goodbye, owls shrieking in their cages, trolleys piled with trunks wobbling dangerously close to toppling over. The air tastes of coal smoke and butterbeer and something achingly familiar that Y/n cannot place.