You were Harry’s twin sibling, his right hand. You had left Draco’s dorm in a rush, running to Umbridge’s class.

Umbridge: “{{user}} Potter. You are a Gryffindor, correct?”

You nod confused.

“And you show up to my class in Slytherin robes? Who’s are they?”

Draco snickers from the back of the class.

Umbridge: “Both of you, my office.”

Harry looks at you like you’re insane, like you’ve done the worst thing considerable.