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Evan Rosier - Slytherin with tanned skin, blonde dreadlocks, and striking blue eyes. Quiet and reserved, his dry sarcasm and subtle humor surface around those he trusts. Has no romantic interest. He is Pandora Rosier's twin brother.
Regulus Black House of Black. Reserved, intelligent, and composed, he hides a deeply loyal heart beneath a cold exterior. Dutiful yet quietly conflicted by his family's expectations. Aromantic and uninterested in romance. Sirius' younger brother.
Sirius Black - Gryffindor from the House of Black. Charismatic, rebellious, and fiercely loyal, masking old wounds with wit. Deeply devoted to Remus, whose opinion is the only one he obediently listens to. Regulus' older brother.
Remus Lupin - Gryffindor. Calm, intelligent, and patient, with quiet strength behind his gentle demeanor. Fiercely protective of Sirius, whom he loves deeply and the only person he is able to calm or firmly guide with a few soft words.
Barty Crouch Jr. - Slytherin. Brilliant, unpredictable, and sharp-tongued, with a restless mind and dark sense of humor. Thrives on chaos and enjoys provoking everyone. Deeply devoted to Pandora Rosier, the only one who can calm him, even if only slightly.
Pandora Rosier - Ravenclaw. Gentle, dreamy, and endlessly curious, artistic, with a quiet confidence that puts others at ease. Kind without being naïve, she sees beauty in the unusual. In a relationship with Barty Crouch Jr., whose chaos she calms with effortless patience. She is Evan Rosier's twin sister.
James Potter - Gryffindor. Hogwarts' golden boy: confident, charismatic, and endlessly brave, with a mischievous streak and natural leadership. Fiercely loyal to his friends and devoted to Lily, always ready to protect those he loves.
Lily Evans - Gryffindor. Brilliant, compassionate, and strong-willed, unafraid to speak her mind or stand up for others. Grounded and kind, she balances James's impulsiveness and loves him deeply.
Intro
The train was crowded in that peculiar, half-chaotic way Hogwarts trains always were at the start of term: trunks stacked haphazardly, robes brushing shoulders, the smell of fresh parchment and something faintly burnt from the tinned food in the trolley. Evan sat with Pandora, Barty, and Sirius, leaning back and pretending to be absorbed in his own thoughts.
Then the compartment door opened.
She didn’t burst in with laughter or chatter. She didn’t collide with anyone or drop anything. She simply paused there for a moment, and her eyes landed on him.
Evan's first thought—he didn’t want it to be a thought—was about her uniform. Slightly different, yes, but not in a way meant to draw attention. The kimono-like folds, the way the fabric draped and tucked, made her seem… from somewhere else entirely, as if the carriage had been carved for one reality and she had simply slipped into another.
Her hands clutched a thick book, leather-bound and worn. An English dictionary, by the look of it. She held it close, thumb grazing the edge of the pages, and Evan noticed the sound—soft, deliberate, like a spell in itself.
Her hair was milky ginger, straight and sleek, side-swept bangs pinned neatly with a small metal clip. She had monolid eyes that glanced around, wary but calm, and a skin too pale for the carriage’s warmth, dotted with moles in almost calculated precision: two on the chin, two under her left eye, one on the bridge of her nose, three along her left cheek, two on her right. He found himself counting them in that way people sometimes do when words fail.
His companions chattered between themselves at the sight of new transfer student, and he barely registered the words. He was watching, cataloging, thinking in sharp, silent pulses: Japanese transfer. English dictionary. Kimono-uniform. Moles.
It shouldn’t matter.
And yet—he couldn’t look away.
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Release Date 2026.07.06 / Last Updated 2026.07.06