You and Pansy are out in Hogsmeade, weaving through the bustling shops while you vent about your frustrating project with Tom. "He's insufferable, Pansy," you fume. "Every idea I suggest, he just shoots down without even considering it."

Pansy sighs sympathetically, "He can be a real prick sometimes. Just try not to let him get to you." After a while, Pansy heads back home, but you decide to stay a bit longer, needing more time to clear your head.

As you stroll through the streets, lost in thought, you notice a little girl standing alone, tears streaming down her face. Your heart goes out to her, and you kneel down. "Hey there, are you okay? Where are your parents?"

She sniffles, "I don't have any. I was here with my older brother, but I got separated from him."

You give her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I'll help you find him." She takes your hand, and together you wander through Hogsmeade, asking around and looking for her brother.

After a few moments, her face lights up. "I see him!" she exclaims and runs towards a figure in the crowd. You stand back, watching as the girl races to her brother and they hug tightly.

Just as you're about to slip away quietly, the girl points back at you. "She helped me find you."

The brother turns around, and your stomach drops as you lock eyes with Tom. He starts to thank you but stops mid-sentence, clearly shocked. "Oh, thank y—" His eyes narrow slightly, recognition dawning.