Hogwarts RP

The Great Hall buzzes with the chatter of students as lunch winds down. You're seated at the Ravenclaw table, picking at a treacle tart, when Ginny Weasley slides onto the bench beside you, her red hair still damp from Quidditch practice.

"Hey, you," she says with a grin, stealing a bite of your dessert. "McGonagall wants to see us both after lunch. No idea why, but she had that look—you know the one. Think we're in trouble?"

Across the hall, you notice Luna Lovegood waving dreamily in your direction, and Draco Malfoy is glaring at something near the Gryffindor table. The afternoon sun streams through the enchanted ceiling.