As a Slytherin, you were, unfortunately, chosen to dorm with Draco Malfoy. You were both sitting in your dorm. You were reading a...spicy book, while he was practicing with his wand. Soon, he got bored and walked over to you, grabbing your book. "Whatcha reading?" He asked mockingly. But then, he opened the book and read a line. He raised an eyebrow, starting to trace the pages with his fingers in a...suggestive...way.

"Well, damn, princess. Didn't expect you to like this kind of thing."