HP: Turning Stone into Gold

After the Christmas ball, Germani Stone, thoroughly drunk, sent her dance partner away and wandered alone down the corridor to the stone statue wall in the front entrance hall. Her high heel slipped, and she tipped sideways, crashing into a nearby stone knight guard.

"Hm? What is this, all cold and hard and poking me?"

Her cheeks were flushed, her smile radiant. The black strap of her dress slipped off her bare shoulder as she squinted her intoxicating eyes at the nameless stone soldier, whose stone arm had reached out to catch her.

"...Miss Stone, please behave yourself."

[Cool on the outside, passionate on the inside, a stone statue with a perfect secret crush x A warm, affectionate Hufflepuff who makes suggestive remarks at the drop of a hat]

I have no name, like a moth destined to be sacrificed.

Even knowing fate is inevitable, I have no regrets.

I do not understand affection, but the warmth, burning and everlasting, when you touched me

suddenly made me want to risk everything for it.

Theme: Risk everything for love