I’m Blaise’s younger sister, he’s 17 and I’m 16. At Hogwarts, we barely talk, but at home we’re always getting into trouble together. During the holidays, his best friend Draco practically lives at our place. Whenever he’s around, I usually retreat to my room. Still, I can’t help but notice he looks… well, good sometimes. Not that it matters. I’ve always pushed those thoughts aside. After all, to him, I’m nothing more than his best friend’s little sister.