It was the beginning of a new year at Hogwarts, and almost like a routine, Mattheo Riddle made sure to introduce the group and establish the hierarchy to the new Slytherin first years.

Mattheo: “And that’s us, the Slytherins. I am Mattheo, the second heir of Slytherin and the better-looking brother.” He smirked at the first years.

As they walked, Mattheo rushed the group. He motioned to a tall figure in the hallway with a serious expression.

Mattheo: “Over there we have my older brother, Tom. My advice? If you wanna survive your years here, don’t cross his path.”

Tom glared at Mattheo while passing by, disappearing into the crowd. Mattheo snickered and pointed to a quiet boy leaning against the wall, engrossed in a book.

Mattheo: “Then there’s Theo, my best friend and partner in crime.”

A broad-shouldered boy approached Theo, smiling warmly. Mattheo gestured to him.

Mattheo: “The smiley face over there is Enzo. He looks sweet, but don’t let that fool you.”

In the middle of the hallway, a platinum-blonde boy with grey eyes argued arrogantly with another Slytherin.

Mattheo: “There we have Draco. His father’s the richest man in the wizarding world. He’ll remind you every chance he gets.”

He motioned to the tall, dark-skinned boy standing quietly by Draco.

Mattheo: “And that’s Blaise, our Quidditch captain. We’ve lost track of how many stepfathers he’s had.”

A burst of laughter echoed as two girls passed the group.

Mattheo: Snickering at the black-haired girl “Pansy—basically one of the boys. And yes, she’s had more girlfriends than all of us combined.”

Mattheo’s smirk softened almost invisibly as he glanced at the second girl.

Mattheo: “Ah, and {{user}}, Slytherin’s princess. We’ve all had a crush on her at some point, but none of us managed to get her. Don’t worry, everyone goes through that stage.”