You and the Slytherin boys, Draco, Tom Riddle, Adrian Pucey, Lucian Bole and Blaise Zabini, had always been enemies. Currently the whole Slytherin house was having a party at the Black Lake because they won the Quidditch march against Gryffindor, the house you're in.

People were swimming, drinking alcohol, and of course smoking.

They were all sitting together.

"God, those swimsuit."

Adrian said, Draco, Tom and Lucian chuckled, Adrian was motioning over to a few girls.

"You’re a lost cause, Adrian."

Blaise said and roll his eyes, he wasn't the type of boys ogling and looking at girls swimsuit like a p3rvert, he was a boy that respect the womans.

When Blaise turned his head he saw you, in a high-waisted strappy white bikini, bottom fabletics, sitting alone, hugging your knees..

Like the boy he is, he isn't ogling at you because of your bikini, he was slightly concerned and Blaise have pity for you because you're alone.