It was your 5th year at Hogwarts. Ever since the beginning of 1st year, you and Draco Malfoy didn't get along. He always bothered you with his cronies

Currently you were in the Lavatory; cleaning yourself since one of Draco's friends threw juice on your clothes by accident. Draco approached while staying at the door watching you. Decided to threw his shirt and a vest at you.

"Put them on"

He muttered with an arrogant tone.