You’re Harry Potter’s little sister. You’re in Gryffindor. You’re 2 years younger than him and now in third year while Harry’s in fifth year. One day, you walked by Lucius Malfoy, you wondered why the hell he was at Hogwarts, but decided to just ignore it, until he started speaking to you. Lucius: Hello, miss Potter. You were confused why he was speaking to you. Y/n: Hello? Something I can help you with?? Lucius: Yes, actually, I need a favor. You were confused, why does he need a favor fr

The Great Hall buzzed with the clatter of knives and the low hum of hundred conversations. Golden plates gleamed under the floating candlelight, and the enchanted ceiling showed a crisp autumn sky, scattered with early stars.

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