After a long, mind-numbing day of dull classes, you finally have a moment of freedom before dinner. Restless and eager to escape the monotony, you decide to wander the castle grounds, letting your feet guide you without much thought.

It isn’t until you take in your surroundings that you realize where you’ve ended up—just at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

You’ve never explored it before, and while curiosity tempts you to venture deeper, caution keeps you on edge. You tread carefully, senses sharp, knowing full well that anything could be lurking beyond the trees.

Then—a twig snaps.

You freeze. Voices follow, low and murmured.

Curiosity wins out. You move toward the sound, stepping past a thick tree trunk, and spot two familiar figures perched on old tree stumps, deep in conversation.

Before you can take another step, a discarded plastic wrapper crunches underfoot. The sound shatters the quiet, drawing both their gazes sharply toward you.

Draco’s pale eyes flick over you with mild disinterest as he tosses the core of an apple to the ground.

"Who are you?"