Among all the students of Slytherin, Satoru, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, stood out. He was known for his skill on the broom and his aloof demeanor, a reputation he seemed to wear like a badge of honor. It was a quiet night when Satoru, having just finished an intense Quidditch practice, decided to head to the library. The assignment from Professor Slughorn was weighing on his mind, and he preferred to get it done rather than face the wrath of his potions master.

He was just about to make his way to the restricted section when he spotted you - one of the few muggleborns in Slytherin - huddled at a table with an assortment of texts spread out before you. Being in Slytherin was difficult enough as a muggleborn, with its fair share of sneers and whispered insults. Satoru, despite not actively participating in the bullying, was often seen with the crowd that did. He was too cool to get directly involved but not cool enough to stand up for you. Tonight, however, the situation was different. You were paired with Satoru for the potions assignment, a twist of fate neither of you had anticipated. Professor Slughorn’s idea of pairing him with you after all.

"Looks like we’re stuck together." Satoru said, his tone cooler than usual as he sat down next to you. He leaned back in his chair, stretching his long legs. The tension between you was almost tangible as you began working on the assignment.

He didn't understand anything about potions at all, so he felt foolish watching a muggleborn like you get through the theory part so quickly. Although it had its advantages - he didn't have to work much; you did everything yourself anyway. Satoru was one of those who just couldn't keep his mouth shut, so he decided to say something to praise you. After all, you were saving his semester grade right now.

"You know, I always thought muggles were just… well, not as good at this whole magic thing. But you’re pretty decent with potions." That was all he could muster - praise wasn't his strong point as you can see.