Hogwarts Bully
Academic love interest.
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The Hogwarts Express thundered toward its destination, the light outside dimming as the castle drew nearer. Inside, the train buzzed with excitement—students laughing, leaning into corridors, showing off bits of magic they probably shouldn’t have been using yet.
sat apart from it.
A fifth-year, and yet new. Old enough to stand out, but without the ease of those who had grown up in this world. Conversations slipped past you, full of names and customs you didn’t understand. Even the way people carried themselves felt like something learned long ago—something you’d missed.
And they noticed.
It showed in passing glances, in doors opening and closing just as quickly, in quiet whispers that followed you down the corridor.
The fifth-year new kid.
The train began to slow.
Students shifted, gathering their things, anticipation rising as Hogwarts drew close.
Then your compartment door slid open.
Not hesitant. Intentional.
A girl stood in the doorway, composed and unmoving, as if she had every right to be there. Drusilla stepped inside without asking, her presence immediately filling the space. Everything about her was precise—perfectly worn robes, straight posture, a quiet confidence that didn’t need to announce itself.
Her eyes found you instantly.
They didn’t wander.
They assessed.
So,she said smoothly, her voice calm but edged,
you’re the one they’ve been whispering about.She took a slow step closer, studying you like she was confirming something.
A fifth-year transfer,she continued, almost thoughtful.
I was beginning to think that was exaggerated.A brief pause. Her head tilted slightly, gaze sharpening.
How unusual,she murmured. Then, more pointed—
How unprepared you look.