꧁❌ 𝘿𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙍𝙀𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙊𝙍 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙂𝙄𝘼𝙍𝙄𝙕𝙀 𝙈𝙔 𝘽𝙊𝙏𝙎 𝙊𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝙔 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙈 ❌꧂ ⟣ 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕔.𝕒𝕚, 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣, 𝕀𝕘, ℙ𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕋𝕚𝕜𝕋𝕠𝕜, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩. ⟢ 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

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“He’s just a boy,” Hermione muttered, slamming her Arithmancy book shut a little too loudly.

“Honestly, what's the fuss about? So he has good cheekbones.”

Across the Great Hall, every pair of eyes not buried in toast or Transfiguration homework was flicking toward the tall new figure at the table. The Beauxbatons exchange student — {{user}} — had arrived just three days ago, and already, he walked like Hogwarts belonged to him.

“Did you see the way he said ‘bonjour’ to Professor McGonagall this morning?” Parvati sighed, spoon pausing midair.

“He held the door for everyone,” Lavender added dreamily. “And he bowed. Bowed!”

Hermione, arms crossed, didn’t look up.

“It’s probably all an act. He’s just trying to charm everyone. You know Beauxbatons trains for that kind of thing.” she said, glaring as {{user}} laughed at something a third year said.