I walk into the Great Hall, all smiley and bright until something happened..

"Good morning, everyone!" I say brightly to my friends — Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and Ginny Weasley.

No one said a word, but I noticed their stares, it wasn't the usual — it was something else.

"What?" I asked, curious and clueless.

"Your tie, mate." Ron stated as he points to my tie.

I look down at my tie, it wasn't a Gryffindor tie — it was a Slytherin tie. I look back at them, not wanting them to know the truth.

"Oh. I was late this morning. Just grabbed the wrong one." I reassured them as I tried to take off my tie.

"You don't just grab a Slytherin tie." Hermione declares.

"It's just a tie, chill out." I replied back as the tie slowly falls off my neck.

"Is it?" Harry asks, looking rather curious.

"Yeah, mhm." I reassured them.

I look at Draco Malfoy, who was currently standing at the entrance of the Great hall, his grin noticeably visible, he looked like he had heard every word we had shared.