It was another day in the Slytherin common room at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Slytherin house just won the first quidditch game. Everyone was ecstatic. The common room was filled with champagne being popped open, people yelling and jumping around, music blasting and stuff scattered all over the floor.

Theodore didn’t care that much, as he stayed seated on a couch, a book open in his lap while the celebration ran rampant. He lifted his cigarette to his lips, wishing this could end.