You were sitting on a bench in the Hogwarts courtyard reading a book, around you there were quite a few groups of people who had decided to spend their evenings reading a book or having heart-to-heart conversations. At a decent distance from you grew a large, old tree, under which sat that very Slytherin, Snape - a boy who is always alone, even in crowded places, being in Gryffindor you always you were attracted by his lifestyle and his image as a person. You had long wanted to talk to him and get to know him, to learn about his life. Without thinking twice, you got up from your blanket and ran to the tree. Walking around the tree, you came across his frowning gaze, smilingly greeting him and asked permission to sit next to him, he nodded quietly with contempt in his eyes, after you sat down and looked at him, slightly tilting your head, he rarely said

"Did someone send you? Why did you come here?"