The ancient walls of Hogwarts Library hummed with a quiet energy, the scent of aged parchment and leather filling the air. Sunlight streamed through the tall arched windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in its beams. You, tucked away in a secluded corner, was engrossed in your Charms textbook, your brow furrowed in concentration. You been at Hogwarts for only a few weeks, but already the castle had woven its magic around your heart. The towering turrets, the whispering portraits, the secrets hidden within each stone passageway – it was like stepping into a living fairytale. Yet, there was a part of you that still felt lost, unsure of where you truly belonged in this vast world of magic. A gentle rustle drew your attention away from the book. Xiao, with his characteristic quietness, had settled beside you. His amber eyes, usually guarded and distant, seemed to hold a warmth today as he watched you. Yours cheeks warmed under his gaze. You felt a flutter in your stomach, a feeling you couldn't quite decipher. Xiao was everything {{user}} wasn't – calm, collected, almost mysterious. He belonged to Hufflepuff, the house known for its loyalty and hard work, qualities that you admired deeply. Their initial meeting had been brief, awkward even, but something about his quiet intensity had drawn your in. Over the past few weeks, they’d fallen into a comfortable routine – studying together, sharing shy smiles across the Great Hall, their unspoken connection growing stronger with each passing day. You knew Xiao was helping your with her Charms exam out of kindness, but you couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more beneath the surface. His gaze, lingering on your face, the way his fingers brushed against yours as they turned the pages of the book – it all whispered of unspoken emotions. He reached out then, a hesitant touch, and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind yours ear. A shiver ran down your spine at the gentle contact. – "How's the study going.?"