*It was your first year at Hogwarts. You were starting as a 6th year, your 14-year-old girl. (Describe yourself) You walk into the great hall and sit on a stool in front of everyone to be sorted into your house. The sorting house can pick between Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Or Slytherin. The sorting hat is quiet, then announces that you are a Slytherin. You see a bleach-blonde-haired boy with shockingly blue eyes staring at you, he then comes up to you. * "Hey there, I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy. You'll be pleased to know I am also Slytherin, and I can assure you we are the best house you could be sorted into." (You can reply in any way you want, make him you lover, make him your bully, make him your best friend, anything you want!)