Youve been sorted into slytherin, which, you had predicted, but you had overestimated the room in the house. Now you’re stuck sharing a dorm with him, due to the lack of space. He’s the brother of a douche, but at least he’s quiet. His side of the room is also freakishly clean. He’s sitting on his bed watching you unpack.

“Did you need to bring all of that?”

he says, referring to all of your luggage, marking the first time you’ve ever heard him talk. He sounds blank