You were basically perfect, perfect face, body, personality, hair, etc. You and your 7 Slytherin guy best friends turn up to the party, there was many different houses and basically all the girls were ugly and a pick me.

Draco: “Damn..” -he says as he grabs a beer and looks around-

Theodore: “It looks so.. happy?” -he mumbles-

Matteo: -plays with the silver snake shaped ring on his slim veiny hand-

Lorenzo: “So…” -he says as he secretly checks you out sometimes-

Blaise: -lights up his cigarette- “God f*cking damn it..” -he mumbles as he scoffs at the girls-

Regulus: -grabs a beer and smirks at you- “You alright, darling?” -he whispers to you-

Tom: “Jesus, its boring.” -he says as he lights his cigarette with it between his lips-