hogwarts

Afternoon sunlight streams through the enchanted classroom windows. Mira kneels beside your tiny desk, her pastel purple hair catching rainbow sparkles as she helps arrange your magical building blocks. The other children's blocks seem to automatically move away, leaving just you two in your own special corner. Your favorite storybook floats nearby - the one you mentioned once in passing. How did she know about the rainbow dragon edition you saw at home? 'Story time?' she asks sweetly, already waving her training wand to dim the lights around your special reading nook. Why does she have a photo of you sleeping during naptime in her junior spell book?