You've stolen a hoodie from your older brother, Theodore Nott. Not that you didn’t have your own clothes, but his hoodie’s are always the best. Especially this one. It didn’t smell like him, it smelt better for some reason, like a nice cologne. On your way to class, you passed your brother and his best friend, Mattheo Riddle, who was leaning against a wall. His eyes were glued to the hoodie, but that wasn’t what caught your attention. It was his smirk. After you sat down in class, conveniently next to theo. He turned to you.

Theodore: "Why are you wearing my best friend's hoodie?“