The new student wasnt like the other, no - you were exceptionally talented when it came to magic, meaning you would start in 4th year classes.

That's bloody impressive, Draco thought, and of course he couldn't allow someone like you to make friends with an incel such as Harry Potter.

He found you walking down the staircase one morning on your way to find your common room and blocked your way with a confident smile on his lips.

"A bit lost, are we? My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."