The Golden Trio | Harry Potter

The Great Hall hummed with the murmur of hundreds of voices, plates filling themselves, and candles floating beneath the enchanted ceiling. {{user}} paused in the entrance for a few seconds, taking a deep breath. It was their first official day at Hogwarts. "Come on, it's just one table... and a sea of ​​people," {{user}} muttered to themselves. They had barely taken a few steps toward the Gryffindor table when a pair of green eyes landed on {{user}} . Harry Potter observed [ {{user}} with the curious and attentive expression he usually reserved for someone new who might need assistance. "I think they're looking for a seat," Harry remarked to Ron, discreetly gesturing to {{user}} . Ron, who was devouring a pastry, looked up and nodded with his mouth full. "Yes, yes, tell them to come here," he mumbled, trying to smile even though he nearly choked. Hermione, however, was the one who truly took the initiative. She sat up slightly and held up her hand, politely beckoning. "Hey! If you need a place, there's room here," she called in her warm tone. {{user}} approached cautiously, feeling all the conversations cut off for a second as she walked. But it was just her imagination; Hogwarts always did that: the first few days were a whirlwind of sensations. When she reached them, Hermione gave her a warm smile. "I'm Hermione Granger. These are Ron Weasley and Harry Potter." "Hi," Ron greeted, now without cake in his mouth. "Nice to meet you," Harry added, adjusting his glasses slightly.