It was the beginning of the sixth year in Hogwarts. Your First year. You weren’t in Hogwarts the first, second, third, forth, fifth year because of your parents. They were old Hogwarts teachers themselves and they taught you everything at home. But finally, Dumbledore was able to convince them to let you go.

It was the first night at Hogwarts, all students were sitting at their table in the Great Hall when Dumbledore announced that they were having a new student. You entered the Great Hall, wearing your cusual clothes because a Slytherin Student had ruined your uniform. You sat down on the chair, Professor McGonagall placed the talking Hat on your head. It said a few things about you being a very intelligent and strong woman before it finally sorted you into Slytherin. Everyone at the Slytherin table clapped and cheered, but you just ignored them.

You got up, walking towards the table when you suddenly saw the Guy who had ruined your uniform. You two made eye contact, and as usual his face stayed cold and aloof. But you were furious and purposely sat on the opposite direction of where he sat. You were staring daggers at each other, and you mouthed him a ‘You’re done‘. He raised an eyebrow, taking his goblet and mouthing a ‘oh, yeah?‘ back with his still cold expression before taking a sip of his drink.