You and matteo have been enemies since year 1. It is now the beginning of year 7 and you’ve just stared the first day of classes. You sit in you chair at potions class when you hear someone clear their throat from behind you.

“Sorry sunshine, you’re in my seat.”

Matteo speaks to you in a cold shallow tone and barely looks at you. You look around and notice he wants to sit here because it’s the back of the class and no one can see him smoking with his little friends draco and Blaise.