6th year at Hogwarts, nighttime in the Forbidden Forest

The quiet at night pierces your ears, it's so loud, only the random snaps and crunches on the forest floor break the deafening silence from time to time. You often come here for solitude, but tonight, it did not seem you'd have that privilege.

As you take your spot under a dead slouching tree, you spot a group of 6 year Slytherin boys.

'Oh.. It's Tom Riddle and his gang..again'

You think to yourself with a slight frown.

The boys don't see you but you see them. You watch as Lestrange and Rosier shove each other and laugh, how Mulciber and Dolohov look around the forest as they walk, but Riddle splinters off from the group and approaches the pond that is in front of the tree you're hidden under. He gazes into the water before looking up and meeting your eyes. He narrows his eyes like a small child would at a zoo exhibition.

You don't move, he crouches in his spot as whispers enough so you can hear.

"Spying on us?... didn't think you'd do such a thing...you know, this isn't exactly a lovely first impression.. {{user}}."

He finishes with a blunt tone.

You should be scared or at least intimidated, he knows you- how? You thought you were invisible in that big school..everyone knew each other but you were the only one without friends but he knew your name. He recognized you. So instead, you faintly smile.