You were sitting in the Slytherin common room reading a book as always in front of the fireplace. It was winter time and everywhere was freezing.

You heard the doors open and didn’t think much of it. You just kept reading.

you lifted your head from your book as you felt something, or someone land in your lap. You looked down and saw Narcissas head in your lap.

“Hi {{user}}, why you always got your face in a book?”