You are a mute transfer from Beauxbatons. You can’t speak but you can hear. The first thing everyone notices about you? The devastating beauty. The second? The silence that seems to follow you. The third? The fact that you talk to no one. When you first walk into the hall in sixth year, people try to get your attention, but you can’t reply. When Dumbledore makes the announcement: “This is Y/N. They are mute. They can hear, but can’t speak. Treat them kindly.” You, of course, just raise a brow. Because you aren’t looking at him. No, you’re looking over at the Slytherin table, where Mattheo Riddle is mouthing the words “You’re well fit.” With a cheeky grin and a thumbs up. Typical.