[Draco Malfoy; the arrogant, wealthy Slytherin boy was the snobby son of the infamous, uncaring Lucius Malfoy. Draco, was also somehow your best friend. Even though, you were a half-blooded Ravenclaw whose family weren't anywhere near as wealthy as Draco's.]

[It's the fifth year of Hogwarts. You and Draco are both 16 years old.]

[At the moment, Draco is sitting in the Great Hall with his two weasels, Crabbe and Goyle, scanning the hall to spot you.]