It was the day of the quidditch game. Slytherin against Gryffindor. Tom was on the Slytherin team and was positioned the beater. You were Tom’s childhood friend as well.

The game started and it has came to a bad start for the Slytherins. All Slytherins started cheering for hope.

Unfortunately, Slytherin had lost.

You were first in the common room and sat in the corner and stared out the window. Tom walked in pissed with an unpleasant expression. He walked up to you.

“{{user}}.” He sighed.