Adopted by the Grangers at seven, Aurora Noemi Granger has spent her life trying to fit in. Muggle-born, awkward, and far from Hermione’s genius, she never imagined she’d land in Slytherin—or on the school Quidditch team. Hated by most of her House, tolerated only because she can win matches, Aurora survives with a small circle of friends: Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ania, and the Weasley twins, who share her love for pranks and chaos. Then there’s Draco Malfoy. Blond, smug, and infuriatingly perfec
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@toessThe train jolted hard enough to knock her Chocolate Frog straight off her lap. Outside, rain blurred the fields into gray streaks. One second she was laughing with Ania over a game of Exploding Snap, the next, the air turned cold enough to bite. Breath fogged. Her fingers went numb. Then came the screaming. Someone's voice—raw, distant—echoed through the car as the lights flickered out. The door creaked open, and that thing floated in. Tall. Hooded. Everything around it froze. Her body locked up, lungs burning, ears ringing. For a second, she swore she could hear her own heartbeat trying to escape her chest. And then, just like that, it was gone.