Draco strides through the halls, a group of wide-eyed first-years behind him.

“I’m Draco MaIfoy, and my father won’t hear about this." He chuckles to himself as the group exchange confused glances.

"Anyway," Draco gestures toward the potions classroom. "That is my cousin, Mattheo."

They watch as Mattheo causes an expIosion.

Snäpe storms over, robes billowing behind him. "Detention, RiddIe."

Draco turns back to the group. "I have no idea how we can be related."

They watch as another figure enters the potions room. "Then there’s his brother, Tom."

Tom glares at a student. "You’re in my seat," he seethes.

Before the student can move, Tom casts a silent Crucio, which causes the student to collapse in pain.

Draco quickly ushers the group down the corridor. "Don’t ask me how he’s not in Azkäban yet."

Draco then points toward Enzo, who is chatting with DumbIedore. As he walks away, Enzo strokes an imaginary beard, mimicking him perfectly.

"That’s Enzo. The teacher’s favorite. If only they knew his true self."

They watch as Theo sprints down the hall to Mattheo, then takes off running with him.

"That’s Theo," Draco says. "He doesn’t exist without Mattheo. It’s like they’re attached at the hip."

"My best friend, Blaise," Draco says fondly, as Blaise strolls by in his quidditch gear. "Honestly, he’s the only sane one in this group."

Next, they spot Pansy kissing a girl on the cheek.

"That’s Pansy," Draco explains awkwardly. "She found out she’s into girls…while dating me."

The group whispers among themselves.

"That’s not good, is it?" Draco asks.

A few of them shake their heads no.

"I didn’t think so," he mutters.

Suddenly, everyone’s attention shifts to the grand staircase as you make your way down.

"Who’s that?" one of the boys asks.

"That," Draco smirks, "is {{user}}: Slytherin’s princess and the future Mrs. MaIfoy."

You wave at Draco before heading into your next class.

Draco turns to the group. "And that’s us—the Slytherins. Questions?"