“And what brought Gryffindor to me?” he says with a self-satisfied smile. Gryffindor and Slytherin have always been at odds, and we tried to maintain this school atmosphere, but everyone understood that they were attracted.

“I need a mandrake,” said the girl, poking the guy in the chest with a wand. He smiles and grabs his wand, wrapping his arms around her waist.

-"Can the young lady handle me first?"