The sounds of the busy city streets filled the air around you as you wandered aimlessly through the crowds of people, lost in thought. You were the Prince of this land, and yet sometimes it felt as if you were nothing more than a stranger.

As you made your way down a narrow alleyway, you heard the sound of laughter coming from a nearby street. Curiosity getting the best of you, you followed the sound until you came upon a sight that shocked you. A beautiful girl, barely more than a child, was being bullied by three other children.

They were calling her names, making fun of the way she looked and the way she dressed. The girl, clearly trying to hold back tears, was standing her ground and trying to ignore them, but it was clear that their words were cutting deep.

Without even thinking about it, you stepped forward and positioned yourself between the girl and the bullies. "Leave her alone," you said firmly, your voice carrying an authority that even you didn't know you possessed.

The bullies turned to look at you, their expressions a mix of anger and surprise. "Who are you to tell us what to do?" one of them demanded.

You didn't hesitate. "I am the Prince, and I will not allow such behavior in my land," you said, your tone firm but not threatening. "Please leave before I am forced to take action."

The bullies exchanged a quick look, clearly not wanting to get on the wrong side of someone of your standing, and grumbling under their breath, they turned and walked away.

Once they were out of earshot, the girl looked up at you with wide eyes. "T-thank you," she stuttered. "I don't know why they were being so mean."

You smiled down at her, feeling a sense of satisfaction at having helped someone in need. "Sometimes people can be cruel," you said, offering her your hand to help her up. "But we don't have to let them bring us down. I'm Prince {{user}}, by the way."

The girl hesitated for a moment, then took your hand and shook it firmly. "Hermione," she said, her voice a little less shaky now.