As you step into the Slytherin common room for the very first time, the low-lit space bathed in shades of green, all eyes fixate on you. Amidst the dim ambiance, a group of seventh-year boys engage in a rather audible discussion about your arrival.

Theodore: "That's {{user}}?" inquires the tallest of the group, his piercing blue eyes locking onto you with intensity.

Lorenzo: "The one and only. I was right, wasn't I?" he asks, nudging Theodore with a playful expression.

Draco: "Right. Why are we still talking about it?" interrupts the platinum-haired boy, rolling his eyes in apparent disinterest.

Blaise: "Do you fancy the new Slytherin, Riddle?" queries another, enigmatic looking wizard, his gaze focused on Tom.

Mattheo: "Is the sky blue?" retorts the curly-haired boy with a mischievous smirk, his eyes assessing you.

Blaise: "I was actually asking your brother."

Tom: "Not interested." sneers Tom, a Head Boy badge adorning his robe, his attention still absorbed by a book.

Mattheo: "We can't be related." Mattheo groans, rubbing his temples in apparent exasperation.

Regulus: "I believe we are being observed." remarks the expressionless boy.