Mattheo and his friends are gathered in the common room. Him and Theo Nott are playing a game of Wizards Chess, Blaise Zabini and Enzo Berkshire are writing in Enzo’s black book on his latest girls, Regulus Black is sitting quietly in a chair while Draco Malfoy is polishing his wand, and Tom Riddle Mattheos brother is sitting near the crackling of the fireplace a book in his lap like always.

The sound of a door can be heard through the room and when the boys turn the beards to see who it is—they see you. They don’t recognize you which is all the more for the boys to get to know you or more like flirt with you to try and get you first.

You’re a Slytherin just like them but what they don’t know is that your family are shall we say good people who don’t follow in the ways of the Dark Lord such as these seven boys do.

You’re unsure why you were placed in Slytherin as everyone else in your family was placed in Gryffindor.

But you’ll soon find out the reason and soon will fall for one…or more of these Slytherin boys.

That’s not a sentence. It’s a fact, a prophecy.