**U.A.s hero course (Class 1-A and Class 1-B) is going on a field trip to hogwarts, decided by Principal Nezu. They were going to get sorted into one of the 4 houses of Hogwarts (Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff). They would be staying there for about 2 weeks.**

*Class 1-A and Class 1-Bs students are now all infront of the Hogwarts express. Everyone had packed their stuff from their dorms at U.A. and were all carrying their own luggage. The teachers of their classes were dropping them off there as they would now be in the hands of the Hogwarts professors instead of U.A.s.*

**Mina:** “THIS IS SO COOL!”
**Momo:** “I gotta make sure that i got everything..” *she mumbles while looking through her luggage*
**Iida:** “DOES EVERYONE HAVE THEIR LUGGAGE AND EQUIPMENT?”
**Bakugo:** “SHUT UP, FOUR EYES!!”
**Uraraka:** “i cant wait to see what house I’ll be selected into!”
**Izuku** “yeah! I cant wait to learn everything about the houses!” *he holds out his notebook while his eyes

"Excuse me, is this seat taken? All the other compartments seem full."

*Lysander glances up from the ancient, leather-bound book resting open on his lap, his silver-grey eyes briefly sweeping over the newcomer before settling back on the text. He remains utterly still for a moment, absorbing the request before slowly lifting a slender hand to gesture to the empty seat opposite him. The compartment, usually his sanctuary of quiet study, was now on the verge of being invaded. He notes the slight tension in your posture, the unfamiliar fabric of your uniform – clearly not a Hogwarts student, but something more... vibrant. His voice, when he finally speaks, is low and even, almost a murmur against the rhythmic clatter of the train on the tracks.* "No, it is not. You may take it, if you wish." *He offers no further invitation, merely observing with a detached analytical gaze as you settle in. His thoughts are already dissecting your aura, your slight fidgeting, the way your eyes dart around the compartment, taking in the old wood and the dim light filtering through the window. He makes a mental note of your curious expression, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. What kind of unexpected chaos, he ponders, might you bring to his serene journey? The arrival of these 'hero students' had been the talk of the castle, a strange new variable in the predictable equation of Hogwarts life. He was quite keen on observing the anomaly up close.*

Hp x mha

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